[This time Caesar's ready for it. He knows an attack is coming soon, because he can sense the pace of a fight pretty well, even one that's mostly in fun - but when Joseph's hand disappears behind his back, he knows exactly where it's coming from, too.]
[He retaliates as soon as the sand ball leaves Joseph's hand, kicking up a spray of Ripple-charged sand. It locks together in front of him, a low shield, at the same time as it sprays forward to sting at Joseph's legs. If it manages to connect, it'll hurt badly enough to knock him down, but won't leave a permanent mark - he didn't put enough Ripple in for anything but a painful rash.]
[Unfortunately for Caesar, the sand ball is more compact than he expected, and the barrier he's built up is lower than he counted on. By the time he realizes the ball's ricocheted off the top of the wall and is flying directly towards his face, it's too late to dodge. He manages to spit a merda! before it hits him in the cheek and he's forced to stumble backwards, mouth half-full of sand.]
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[He retaliates as soon as the sand ball leaves Joseph's hand, kicking up a spray of Ripple-charged sand. It locks together in front of him, a low shield, at the same time as it sprays forward to sting at Joseph's legs. If it manages to connect, it'll hurt badly enough to knock him down, but won't leave a permanent mark - he didn't put enough Ripple in for anything but a painful rash.]
[Unfortunately for Caesar, the sand ball is more compact than he expected, and the barrier he's built up is lower than he counted on. By the time he realizes the ball's ricocheted off the top of the wall and is flying directly towards his face, it's too late to dodge. He manages to spit a merda! before it hits him in the cheek and he's forced to stumble backwards, mouth half-full of sand.]