[ He Xuan doesn't need to physically rush forward, either way.
Staying right where he is for now while Tartaglia strikes forward like a bolt of lightning, He Xuan's already calling in on water, spilling up through the ground easily where a pond's already so closeby, already coloring black upon his control of it. Then aiming to climb up to cling to the goddess' feet and legs if she should not evade it—yet even with this much it carries a deceptively heavy weight, so his next attention is to throw her off balance or drag her to the ground, should it make contact with her in the first place.
All in all, his main intention at the moment is to make it difficult for her to retaliate against Tartaglia's onslaught with ease. ]
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Staying right where he is for now while Tartaglia strikes forward like a bolt of lightning, He Xuan's already calling in on water, spilling up through the ground easily where a pond's already so closeby, already coloring black upon his control of it. Then aiming to climb up to cling to the goddess' feet and legs if she should not evade it—yet even with this much it carries a deceptively heavy weight, so his next attention is to throw her off balance or drag her to the ground, should it make contact with her in the first place.
All in all, his main intention at the moment is to make it difficult for her to retaliate against Tartaglia's onslaught with ease. ]