Zhenya was still running around when she looked around and noticed something. Something sad. There were no more green castles. The realisation was confirmed by Professor Flamsteed. No more green sandcastles. Zhenya shrugged, never having been a sore loser, and quickly darted off to another castle at random. It took a while for the tide to pull into her, being the moon and everything, but it did. And with it, it took a blue sandcastle. A wicked smile spread across the snake's face, which quickly turned into one of delight. She ran off to another one, and stood in front of it. The wave came quite quickly this time, but only took a little bit of the blue sand away with it. She sighed, performed the spell on herself once again, and stood her ground. Come on wave, be my tide! It came and hit against her feet as it dragged away the rest of the blue castle.