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It seems as something of a stalemate then, as you cannot seem to reach through the mage's defensive water barrier, and the mage cannot conjure up anything powerful enough to harm you. Enough to cause quite a bit of pain and injury in some ways, but nothing you can't deal with. Eventually after awhile of pondering there in front of the water orb and Faysal in one hand and the other to your chin, you start to formulate a plan you think may work...
<span class="mu-b">"...how about... mmmmuuuAAAGHHHH~!"</span>
Cracking your neck then and taking some deep breaths, you wrench your jaw open as far as it will go, and soon enough start to feel your insides uncomfortably bulging upwards.
<span class="mu-b">"kkk-HURK! HORK! HEURGH!"</span>
Like a cat with a hairball, only instead it's a sea monster, you choke up a kraken's tentacle. Forcing your jaw painfully even more open and reaching high above you, the humans look on in horror as the appendage sprouts from your mouth. Flexing about for a bit, the tentacle whips about and then pierces right into the water orb like a lance, reaching for and grabbing the mage. It happens so quickly that the poor fool barely has time to react before he's yanked clear out and wrapped up, his absence from the sphere causing all the manipulated seawater to suddenly collapse. Rejoining the ocean where it belongs in a sudden and temporary flood, washing you and the humans back onto shore before receding... and like that, it's as if nothing ever happened!
Oh how you love the sea!
<span class="mu-b">"As for you two..."</span>
Having freed the mage from the tentacle before it could drag him back down your throat with it... though you still consider that possibility for his disgracing the sea, you now hold the pair of them in each hand. A disarmed and horrified Faysal in one, and a panicked squirming mage in the other hand, screaming quite highly where he'd been quiet before. Wait a minute, he? Squeezing the mage over your mouth to get a taste of the residual water from them, you get a better sense of things.
<span class="mu-b">"Ha! Who's this then Emir, your mate?! Seems with made the same mistake, you and me!"</span>
So then, you have the Emir and his sorceress now your prisoners, while their armored comrade has by now been caught by Emil. Though after you chomped him, he may not die but he certainly wasn't going to just crawl from the cove anytime soon.
What then for this foolish trio of little ones? Brave, sure, but foolish. Victims yet also providers, of your glorious victory as you give a triumphant roaring laugh to the sky, the tide washing past your legs.
>What do you do?
