<div class="floatleft">(http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y200/Turalisj/cf51b675f5d953c8cecff3c0f03bbe3a.jpg?t=1327627488)</div>Shun<br/><strong>Location</strong>: Guild Hall<br/><strong>Tagging</strong>: Ralena<br/><hr/><br/>"Nnng!" Shun winced as she blocked the fake's kick with her spear. Pain shot through her side and through her arm. This wasn't good... With Ralena out of the fight, even momentarily, Shun didn't think she'd have a good chance at winning this. But, hell, she was stubborn. Going down without a fight wasn't her style. Instead, Shun spun her spear in one hand, her right arm stuck in a sling.<br/><br/>Focus. She needed to focus. Closing her eyes and letting out a deep breath, she let her senses expand. It wasn't much, but she could sense the potential energy as someone prepared to attack and give herself just a moment of insight into when it was coming. Relaxing her pose allowed her to be more fluid in her motions, to dodge and parry. It also put less stress on her already bruised body. "Y'know, I can already tell how you're inferior to the real thing. Ralena would never fight a crippled opponent. What are you? Magical clone? Android? Evil alternate dimension counterpart? Long lost twin?"