"Right. Now I know who to help," Rita mumbles out loud quickly fishing for the right sort of bomb.
A Light bomb should do nicely. She grasps it pulling back a hand getting ready to pitch it. "Hey Fang-Face! Heads up!"
And she tosses it aiming for the ground at their feet.
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