Tyler groaned. He should have known he wouldn't have time to charge. He was just going to have to try to take enough potshots to weaken the thing. He stood up after being flattened and groaned more. He needed to heal himself a little, he had a couple of broken ribs. He pulled water out of the grass and gathered it into a ball. He focused energy into it and absorbed it into him. He got more tired as a result but for now he could continue fighting. He ran into the trees to take cover just in case and began shooting water bolts at the meteorite to try and cool it down from various spots.