The fiery tornado spun his way rapidly and engulfed everything in its path. He had originally been keeping a distance from the hound but with how fast its attacks moved; it seemed like that was all for nought.
A small whoosh accompanied every single thing that fell into the attack's warm embrace. Well, the things that fell prey to it weren't very hot considering that nothing but char and smoke remained in the area.
That left an abundant amount of space for the flaming blue twister to manoeuvre around in.
'Well, fuck! What is that useless weed strain doing? He's supposed to be hindering the mutt from behind. This thing doesn't seem particularly hindered!'
He pushed that to the back of his mind for later. There wasn't enough time to criticize Hemp when he himself could be swallowed up at any moment.
