"I didn't expect that you'd come with just yourself." Tyche watched as Marshall made his way up a hill, stopping a few feet away from Tyche. "Why stop there?"
"I figured, you ate one, right?" Marshall pointed to the bag.
Tyche chuckled, "Figured it out, huh?"
"Prefer not to enter any sort of attack range so..."
"Well... then I'll enter yours." Tyche made a hole with his fingers and blew into it, causing a bubble to form. "This... is oxygen." Tyche poked it with one finger causing it to stick and pointed it to Marshall, his hand mimicked a recoil before saying "Bang." Sending the bubble to Marshall. It approached slowly, but as it inched closer and closer, Marshall found himself back up more and more. 1 foot apart, it kept approaching until Tyche snapped his fingers. The bubble popped a
