Cursing rather vividly under his breath, Waver threw one arm out to at least somewhat protect Terra--flinching in pain at the sudden onslaught, his mind was racing as fast as possible to find a way out of this. There had to be something, but then again Coelamon probably had a pretty good right to be angry. They had kind of been yanking him out of the water pretty hard...wait a minute.

Waver looked to his equally battered partner and then to the fishing pole, an idea quickly starting to form in his head.

"Wizardmon--see if you can cut the line and get that thing out of his mouth!" His partner acknowledged the idea with a slight nod, next burst of lightning aimed at the fishing line more than Coelamon itself.