Character || Mnyiri
Stage || Blade
Battling || Perzi
Battle Stat || 23
Defense || 9
Roll Needed || 60-100
Rolled || 8
Outcome || Lose
Experience earned || 3.5

The trip back to Jauhar from Matori was a long one that mnyiri didn't wish to repeat anytime soon. She had stopped to rest in Oba, hoping to catch a few hours of sleep before moving on when her radaku, Mvua, took off. She called out after him, but that didn't stop Mvua from running down an alley, where he cornered his prey.

"Aww, it's so cute." Mnyiri watched as the small little feline backed up against the wall and hissed at them. "Shh, Mvua, back off, you're scaring it." What kind of creature had no hair? It was totally bald! The crystals helped it's appearance some; some, but to Mnyiri it was just ugly enough to be cute.

She dropped her supplies off with the still growling radaku before making her way closer. Mnyiri crouched low, and held her hands out, hoping to scoop up the little one. What she got was a fury of claw swipes to her hands. Crying out, Mnyiri sat back on her haunches and inspected the damage with a pout. Why was it being so mean? She just wanted to cuddle!

Trying one more time, she moved in and was rewarded with a flying perzi coming towards her face. It had springboarded off the ground to launch itself, and latched onto her flesh. Mnyiri screamed, trying valiantly to pull the beast off of her and eventually she was able to free herself.

So, too, was the perzi since it's landing position was near the mouth of the alley. It hissed once more before taking off, Mvua running hot on it's tail.

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