[Trakadon]

Trak brushed sand from his cheek with his free hand as the smile on his face disappeared, and in its place was a more stern look. "From the looks of it your not accustomed to fighting on the sand." Trak clutched the orb in his left hand and shatter it into pieces, but as soon as he shattered it, the pieces began to circle around his fist. " I'll let you in on a secret. I can create four of these orbs in the course of 24 hours, and each one of them are highly explosive, but don't worry, they only explode when I want them to." Slowly the shards of the broken orb started to take the shape of small needles. "I'm also able to divide each one into several smaller pieces and change their shape." Trak raised his left arm and pointed at the girl. "Lets see you dodge 25 small explosives~!" No sooner did he say those words did the small needles shoot out towards the girls legs.