Illtraen looked up, then he bolted trying to escape the rain of objects.  He'd made it about half way to cover when a sword slashed through his leg.  He howled in pain and threw himself under a bench, hearing a loud thunking sounds emanate from above.  The park bench began to bend downwards.  Illtraens paws aimed up and began to shimmer as he tried to strengthen the bench, lest his shelter collapse and he be crushed beneath the rain of Criss'es objects from his travels.<br/><br/><br/><br/>(Blargh... i got lost here... hope this works.)