(YBA) Moth travels to Little Peace Town

[Kalanyr]

Despite the shadows cunning and excellent defence its move is to nonsensical to do Moth any harm. Reeling from Moth's blow the soul shadow rises up like a scorpion and bashes out.

10/12

The scorpion bashes the volcano; protects against the motion of the star!

 

[Ciaran]

His fingers hooked like an eagle's claw, Moth rends the chaotic, twisting darkness with pure white flame.

The claw ravages the labyrinth; shields against the chaos of the farm!

 

[Kalanyr]

Reeling back again the dark spirit gathers its energy and leaps forward to quickly assail the shrine of Moth's spirit.

9/12

The grasshopper assails the shrine; redirects the throw of the sands!

 

[Ciaran]

Swirling his chi about him like a radiant cloak, Moth shields himself against the shadow's black wind. He presses his fingers together in the posture known as "the Unicorn's horn" and stabs forward in an effort to pierce the darkness.

The unicorn punches by the waterfall; averts the tempest of the wind!

 

[Kalanyr]

This time the soul shadow lands a hit on Moth and then swiftly charges with the ruthlessness of a wolf.

The wolf silences the atoll; conceals the kick of the mire!

 

[Ciaran]

The young monk gathers the light into a blazing shield to turn away the darkness. Spinning backwards out of reach, he retaliates against the shadow with a dazzling barrage of spikes of pure light.

Moth (5/7) attacks the shadow: The manticore ravages the dungeon; shields against the onslaught of the bone!

 

[Kalanyr]

Reeling back the shadow gathers energy and launches into a hellish attack!

8/12

The whip scatters the hells; removes the assailment of the ice!

 

[Ciaran]

The shadow claws futilely at the shield of light. Smiling thinly, Moth says, "Try again."

Shove!

 

[Kalanyr]

Forming a sword from its self the shadow charges forward again.

The sword crushes the clouds; dominates the blood of the sands!

 

[Ciaran]

While the shadow splits its attention by attacking high and defending low, Moth rolls aside and attempts to disrupt its energies with a magnified kiai shout.

The whip shouts atop the plain; fends off the rolling of the canine for it beautifully quells the rolling of the lash! *yen*

(Does this thing have a Yen factor?)