Sasha executed her move perfectly and Marie very ungracefully toppled over on his stomach. Anxieties kicked in and Marie mentally cursed the fact that his brothers were watching. Falling knocked the wind out of him and it took him a beat and a half to get off the ground again. He coughed, spitting up a little excess water as he got on his hands and knees.

It was an awkward angle, but they were both on the ground now. He over-thought his next mood for a second, wondering in the back of his head if it would be fair to tackle her. As far as he were concerned, there were no rules, and he dove at his sister after the momentary hesitation. He pinned her down as best as he could with what little muscle he had, and he vomited a torrent of water at her.