[She turns her attention only slightly at the voice, staying poised for the next one to jump out of the water. They just keep coming, so she figures it might be a proximity thing-- or maybe she'll eventually hit them all. Who knows!]

If you go down after one hit, you're pretty cheap. Or at least you don't go running right at the--

[And just like that, a ghostly form of teeth and shark emerges right out of the water like a beached whale. Beau wastes no time sprinting right at it, digging her left heel into the sand, and using he right foot to sock it right in the nose with her foot. Regular people can't hit ghosts, but monks sure can.]

Get back in there! Come on! Fuck off!