[b]Ming[/b]

Ming was currently in the heat of the battle. She was on the front lines fighting off the Neko Warriors and trying to cut her way through to the Prince. There was a Solar Eclipse high in the sky created by one of the other samurai fighting. Ming was trained in the way of the samurai, the sword and shield. She knew every Samurai Art, she had mastered them all, most of them involved wielding a sword while others could say the Samurai Arts were simular to battle magic. Ming had just got to Prince Kuro and was about to kill him.

"Die!"

She swung her sword at him, for the first time in a long time, he was defenceless and the war was about to end! When suddenly, she disappeared. Gone. Vanished into thin air. In an instant Ming reappered, now standing on a rock surrounded by water and she continued to strike down. Her brain hadn't quite processed what had happened. She was still in the heat of the battle, just about to kill the prince, when suddenly, she was elsewhere, and her sword hit nothing but ground. She looked around, all the Inumi, all the Nekos, they were gone. The war around her had vanished and she was confused. Instead with her were two other strangers. How did she get here and what was happening. She looked in front of her to see a strange jester in front of her. When the Jester explained himself she clenched her fist tightly, she was so mad, she couldn't believe what had just happened.

"You mean you summoned me here when I was about to end the fucking war of my world! How fucking dare you, you son of a bitch! I never asked to be summoned by some sad little clown! I demand you take me back!"

Honestly, Ming didn't care about the other person, not right now at least. All she was focused on was the damn jester in front of her who had brought her to this world and all for some fucking creator that she didn't fucking care about! Her ears were perked and alert while her tail was upright. Her hairs were standing on end, she wasn't mad, no she was fucking furious!