Looking towards the Beetle, which didn't have a single sliver of worry on its grinning face, he dashed away the thought.
He must have faith in his new master.
As the hailstorm of hardened sand continued to fall, the crown of sand hovering above the Beach Lord continued to spin before slowing down.
And with the crown's decreasing spin, the size of the hailstorm began to gradually diminish before ceasing.
The Beach Lord blinked its eyes, looking at the cloud of sand that was lingering around its target, settling. But then, it noticed that some part of the cloud was spinning rapidly without its consent.
Its crown of sand began to spin again, rapidly.
Lillian, who was hidden under the cloud of sand, had surrounded herself with a spinning dome of water, allowing her to survive the harsh volley. Albeit, she wasn't unscathed, obviously.
