LN1 - 7 - Ice Bolts

The two Piraka were crouched behind a huge boulder as fire and ice bolts flew by them. Reidak waited until Hakann’s arms started flailing in panic before releasing his hold.

“Now. You were saying...?” the black Piraka snarled.

Hakann coughed violently. “I was saying... it was an honest mistake. Anyone could have made it.” His apologetic tone differed wildly from the fury in his eyes.

“That’s better.”

“If I can make a suggestion,” Hakann said, as an ice dart chipped off part of the rock by his head. “The next time we see six obvious Toa heading for us, don’t start throwing half the mountain at them. You know what they say: An ambush is worth a thousand rocks.”

(...)

“I don’t know who they are,” said Tahu. “We can ask them after they’re captured.”

“Enough fire and ice will drive them from their hiding place,” Kopaka said. “Then we can find out why they attacked us.”