Dancing lightly on his back paws despite the heavy blows of Mirashi, Rrai redirects the incoming attacks while hoping to regroup and come up with a better offense soon.
The spear dances atop the temple; redirects the efforts of the void!
Sylf gives a sigh, apparently this isn't the epic match he hoped for, it looks more like a beat-down on the tiger man...he plays his flute, not looking up as a trio of vultures start circling what they think is dinner...
<MeowthBot> 1: The fan blasts the island; flips underneath the roar of the spirit while it flies by the foray of the body!
<MeowthBot> 2: The raven invades the steppes; reduces the drive of the stars!
<MeowthBot> 3: The wolf crushes the vineyard; removes the edge of the vermin!
<MeowthBot> 4: The phoenix slides before the village; conceals the throw of the earth!
<MeowthBot> 5: The rose petal leaps over the dungeon where it drops facing the fell dagger; removes the rising of the comet!
<MeowthBot> 1: The jaguar tumbles from the coast; scatters the throw of the comet!
<MeowthBot> 2: The sword charges the ricefield; parts the pain of the fell dagger! *yen*
<MeowthBot> 3: The superior fan eliminates the prairie; absorbs the punch of the ember!
<MeowthBot> 4: The fan bows over the coast; wards off the aggression of the heart! *yen*
<MeowthBot> 5: The sword spins facing the ravine; silences the speed of the willow!