Usually Luke’s response would have made Onweer slap her forehead and laugh out loud. Right now things seemed less funny than usual. She glanced around everyone still alive, most of them scattering for shelter to the rocks and then the small frontline group that was still around the ATV. “Trying to evade it by climbing up high is presuming that it can’t attack from [b]above[/b].” She commented, thinking out loud. “Then again, above ground it’s vulnerable so we can hope that attacking it while it’s overhead will deter it.” 

The woman slipped inside the ATV, emerging a second later with one of the shells for the cannon. “I don’t know much about machines,” she turned to Yvette, seeking advise. “Is there a chance for the cannon to still be operational and aim fast enough to catch it? If not, I have another idea. If an open fire can make this explode, then me and fire guy can run to one of the recent holes and blow up the thing’s tail from underground. We drop the shells and make them explode, I can propel them further into the tunnel with my wind magic.” Her eyes darted to the serpent nervously. If she could still fly the way she used to, she could have plaid bait and drop the explosive directly into the animal’s mouth but as things were such a manoeuvre would nigh be impossible. If Yvette said the shells couldn’t be used as explosives and if Luke, Jenso and Karida’s magic kept achieving so little, Onweer might have to leave them to their own fate and try to save her own skin.