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[As with all my stories, none of this writing is final and it is subject to change frequently!]
Shuriken flung another five silver projectiles at Rocket, who was attempting to shoot at his sister, Vine Staff. Vine Staff deflected the missile with her stick with ease, lucky for her, as she was very skilled with her weapon. I gotta go fasta! Like Sonic the Hedgehog! YES, VROOM, VROOM!! Shuriken had barely leaped off the slick side of a pole before he slammed face-first into a wall, as he had apparently not paying much attention.
He squeaked down the wall comically slow before flopping onto the ground of the Sword Fighting Tournament map.
He whined pathetically, "Ow wow wow..." He managed to push himself onto his knees despite the bump threatening to swell from his forehead.
Shuriken grimaced at the pain blossoming from his upper head, "Jeez, I hit that really hard..." he grumbled with a pout.
A suspiciously hot pink shadow slithered toward the ninja-like Inphernal while he was busy nursing his raw wound.