Fanning Eve's gasses

Rachel carried a three-pronged hook on a chain. It wasn't hookline's, but it was a similar idea. She rode and she dragged that hook dragged behind her as she rode across the hunched-over titan's shoulders.

I flew around. "Sveta! Be ready to catch them!"

"Ah!" was her reply.

The fresh new spikes exploded into more gas. I knew I had to keep the gas away from Rachel and the dog, especially when it could put that many holes in anything. Same principle as before, fanning it away.

- Radiation 18.4