With the students completely protected by a wall of earth, the Cockatrice once again started to rampage and struggle from Mr. Jacobs' grasp. With its prey visibly decreased, the cockatrice was enraged.
The cockatrice opened its beak, releasing a wave of fumes towards the wall.
"Glasses fish!"
"On it!"
Even before Mr. Jacobs called for her, Beatrice already had her skills activated and ready to go at any time. She rotated her hands before pointing his palm upwards, causing a gale of wind to lift up her hair and skirt, but it would seem that she was used to this, as she was wearing shorts beneath.
The fumes that came out from the cockatrice's beak quickly dispersed to the skies as the wind forced them away.
And as soon as there was no longer any smoke to be seen around the cockatrice, a silhouette suddenly appeared on top of its head.
