When he heard the sound of Bianca splashing down into the water, something in Rune's mind snapped. Without a word, he swiftly put his swords back in his bag, and from the bag he pulled a spiked baseball bat. As silent as ever, he rushed over to where the unassuming Makoto was standing, celebrating his presumed victory while twirling the flute between his little baby fingers. Rune swung the bat.
As the giant beam of light rose into the sky, Anna, who was still mid-battle, squinted and groaned, saying, "What the **** is it now?"
When the light finally went out, all that remained was an unintimidating, dirty little boy. "Oh, welp," Anna said, "I bet he spits hot lava or something, no one is normal nowadays."