Everything went according to how she thought it would... well, until the stone came into play. She ought to have seen it honestly but focus is a two way street. Too much and one becomes prey to such things as surprise attacks of this sort.

At this point Eska had to abandon further attempts at the man himself to hone her water whip into enough force to make the rock more manageable. A few quick slices would reduce it to easier chunks before it hit her but even a leap backwards during said cutting found her pelted into pebbles and debris.

When all was said and done, Eska was glaring daggers at the man for the coating of dust now peppered over her.