Round 3 OCL: Sir Marte versus Paliskobengar: Aftermath

As the storm began to dissipate, the two reached the coastline, with bright beaches of pink sand and calm indigo waters. The rock shifted down, landing in the breaching waves as Sir Marte was hurled off, face first in the sand. 

Coughing and spluttering, Sir Marte brushed himself off before making sure Paiko was alright. Still clinging on to his back, the half drakon was now sleeping, worn out from the encounter. A smug expression on his face, the rabbitfolk said, “well, guess I know who won this round,” before walking down the beach to a nearby town.