Diaochan scuttles to the left, and sticks out her leg, hoping to trip the charging werewolf...
The crab dances within the peaks; quells the slash of the maze!
Diaochan cracks her whip. "Heel, boy!"
The whip spins over the fountain; parries the quickening of the storm as it roughly averts the descent of the isle!
Diaochan tears into the young man who snarls savagely and completing his transformation into a wolf-like creature attacks fiercly.
Young Werewolf Hits: 2
The wolf speaks close to the prairie and perfectly splits the river; shields the slash of the iron when it destructively silences the assailment of the grass!
Diaochan fades and does her displacement trick again...
DIRTY TRICK!
When the Wolf attacks her illusionary form, she bashes him on the back of the head with her fist!
The mace slays the atoll; absorbs the slash of the rodent!