“Well shave my head and call me Twinkle-toes…” Muse muttered with a strained smile on his face, watching virtually all the roleplayers — even the more skeptical ones — exercise their choice elemental powers. Even Callum, who’d gotten hit almost as badly as Muse, was still able to fight the thing. “It’s super effectiv- ah!” Muse attempted to cheer from the sidelines, though he clutched his stomach in pain again as he staggered to his feet. Still, he managed to shoot Callum a thumbs-up and a grin to show his encouragement, at least.