originally posted in:The Digital Dojo
					
				
				
					
								
					
					
				
				
			
				*the ice melts, causing a mist to cover the field*
*the quiet of the mist is disrupted by an iron ball hurled at your chest*
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	Sh-sh-sh. You just relax, my clones are cleaning it all up.
 
										 
		    