A Wonderful Aspect of Autumn: Action (17)

I fire a Water Ball at him as he charges straight at me. A basketball-sized sphere of water flies toward him, but he dodges it with agility utterly at odds with having his feet sunk into the swamp. He appears to be a Sprint Drake with exceptional—or rather, specialized—'Rough-Terrain Traversal.'

"Gweh!?"

"Blub!?"

"Grrrrrr!"

"Aaaaaah!?"

Although he dodged the Water Ball, it had a major impact on the other players. Some were hit directly by the Water Ball, while others panicked after being splashed in the face by swamp water scattered when it struck. Some even happened to get splashed in the eyes, lose control of their rampaging Sprint Drakes, and fall into the swamp.

I had known this would happen, which was why I had decided to use Water Ball for interference in the swamp area. However, with mobility this high, it was a different matter. If it could not hit him in the first place, it was useless for interference. Now, how should I deal with him...?

"Um, excuse me."

"Ugh!?"

He closed in while weaving through the spells I cast in rapid succession and thrust sharply at me. Despite apologizing aloud and looking genuinely sorry, it was a merciless attack...