[His body tenses, timing the Nightmare's approach, readying himself to leap. Since he's not putting in any legwork, here, he leads the count:]
Three... Two...
One.
[Errant kicks off Flyhigh's shoulders and, as he twists in midair, flings a handful of kunai that crash against the Nightmare's giant face like little crystalline missiles. They have about as much effect as the generic army planes do against Godzilla in the movies, startling and distracting the monster, but that distraction matters. It flinches and snarls, whips its head around, and then swipes a protractor-arm directly at the falling Dreamer--
--who is suddenly a few feet below the blow's path instead of in it, laughing. He lands, rolls, and bounces back up ready to run.]
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[His body tenses, timing the Nightmare's approach, readying himself to leap. Since he's not putting in any legwork, here, he leads the count:]
Three... Two...
One.
[Errant kicks off Flyhigh's shoulders and, as he twists in midair, flings a handful of kunai that crash against the Nightmare's giant face like little crystalline missiles. They have about as much effect as the generic army planes do against Godzilla in the movies, startling and distracting the monster, but that distraction matters. It flinches and snarls, whips its head around, and then swipes a protractor-arm directly at the falling Dreamer--
--who is suddenly a few feet below the blow's path instead of in it, laughing. He lands, rolls, and bounces back up ready to run.]
Check your math next time, eh?