"Walking over to the palm trees, you let your body drop to the
sand, cooling in the shade of the leaves. Not even five minutes
pass and the wind picks up and so does your head, your eyes
landing on the silhouette of the tyrian currently... aiming directly
for where you are laid."

In a hurry, you get up and leap out of the tyrian's way, not wanting him to land directly on top of you.
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