Why wouldn't this damn game let her right?  She wanted to leap forward with a savage smile and lay into these things.  They were cop robots?  That just made them even more deserving of a beatdown!  But instead, all she could do was take a few nervous steps backwards,<tt class="bbc_tt">"We're trying to return to our homes, you idiots!  If you get in the way, we can't get there!"  </tt><br/><br/><tt class="bbc_tt">"I don't think they're listening,"</tt>Sen said, shaking his head.  Before he could say more, the two teens were witness to a display of not only martial arts prowess but of supernatural ability.<tt class="bbc_tt">"Im-impossible,"</tt>the young man gasped.<br/><br/>The being that had destroyed the robots looked like a young man but there was an aura about him that spoke of the supernatural.  His frame was slender yet strong and his face was on the pretty side of handsome.  His eyes were a crystal blue that almost made them look like gems.  His hair was a short cut mass of light red locks, a mop that fell below his ears but not quite to his jawline.  He wore a baggy pair of brown hakama that had been gathered up and tied just below the knee, a white underrobe, and a longer and loose jacket in a dark blue, all in a traditional mode.<br/><br/>Joy stepped out around Sen and approached him.<tt class="bbc_tt">"Thank you for saving us!  You, you're the Shattering Protector, aren't you?  I'm Joy Armstrong and I've been hoping to meet you!"  </tt>