"It's falling!" Taro shouted, his hands trembling as he struggled with the delicate control required.
"No, no! Softer!" Ren urged while the medusas began showing signs of doubt in their movements. "The motion has to flow, like air is water. Think of natural movements, not forced ones."
"I'm trying!" Taro's hands shook with the effort of controlling the threads, each tremor threatening to reveal their deception.
"You're making movements that are too tense... close your eyes," Ren interrupted, his voice steady despite the chaos around them. "Forget the threads. Think about your beetle, about how it will be when it evolves."
"But we're in danger... I can't relax if..."
"A living tunnel doesn't fight against the earth," Ren's voice softened despite the chaos, carrying wisdom beyond his years.
