Hugo once more appeared in a puff of pink and green smoke, much closer to the ground, and landed on his feet. His distance manipulation magicks seemed to be growing more reliable with each poof. A quick examination of the scene before him suggested that the shadow-creature was [i]almost[/i] restrained, but was trying to lash out in self defense.

[color=a187be]"Hey, hey! You guys miss me? Looks a bit dangerous. Don't get yourselves hurt too much."[/color]

Hugo stood off to the side and puffed a series of shimmering smoke rings outwards, which lingered far longer than they normally should. While the smoke wasn't necessary, it helped him concentrate on his magicks and incantations, and gave a flashy appearance to what would otherwise be rather boring-looking. He began to speak rhythmically once more, hoping that he wouldn't be interrupted.

[color=a187be]"In the face of great danger, we stand firm together,
With not an ounce of fear to be found."[/color]

The smoke rings slowly gathered form and moved towards the shadow-creature.