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[b][color=Aquamarine]Midna: level 5[/color][/b] EXP: [color=Aquamarine]///////////////////////////////[/color]//////////////////// (31/50) 
[b][color=Aquamarine]Location:[/color][/b] Sandswept Sky -  Al Mamoon
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Midna gave Band a smile and a nod when he approved of her plan to accompany him, before slinking down into his shadow to, well, shadow him. Finding out about the progress of the scouting party would have to wait, they had a trap to spring.

Tagging along with the detective was quite the enlightening little experience in how not to investigate things, the man stomping his way back to the scene of the crime and making a big ol show of sleuthing the place and looking for criminals that should have been long gone. Yet, lo and behold, there was a suspicious looking character just hanging around, observing the scene of the foiled plot.

Midna thought this was a stupid move on the rebels part part, only to turn around and get the fact that this was bait a few moments later. Maybe if she hadn’t been shadowing a professional she would have taken it before thinking twice, but there was no accident in how Band stepped up and prompted the man into running. His too easy comment earned a giggle from the princess, as much as a way to reassure him that she was still there as it was a genuine laugh at how thoroughly he’d outsmarted the rebels.

Big band gave chase with Midna coasting at his coattails in his shadow till they ran into an alleyway which, as Big Band predicted easily, was the spot where the ambush was going to be sprung. So with utmost calm, calm Midna did not quite share (she had no way to know what these people were really capable of after all), the man stepped right through the jaws of the trap before they could be sprung and found the rebels sitting around rather casually, likely assured that they had the upper hand.

They certainly were a fine gang of toughs, Minda thought as she gave them a quick appraisal, but she didn’t note any obvious magical abilities or items among them, which bolstered her confidence a whole deal. These thugs didn't know what was gonna hit them. 

To an extent neither did Midna, because after trading a short series of barks and bards and one hell of a verbal smack down it was time to dance, and boy, did Band’s performance show him to be quite the maestro of mayhem. The man moved swift as fiddle and hit as hard as a gong, taking out one of the gang with such speed and force that he took even Midna by surprise. 

If that first blow wasn't her cue, then Band’s order to take out the purple punk who’d been tracking them certainly was, and Midna had no disagreement with the target. She was covering his back after all and here this stealthy sneaker was, ready to fill it with lead. 

Good thing the girl in purple hadn’t realized she wasn't the only one shadowing the one man band.

Midna rose out of his shadow, a grayscale outline of the impsh princess rapidly materializing from the dark before the bright green and red of her new outfit shone true as she dropped to the ground. Dragon claws flared over her skippered toes and dug into the sand for a second before the princess used the grip they provided to launch herself at miss invisible woman. She summoned a massive shadowhand as she flew, aiming to snatch the woman up and then to pivot in-order to throw her at one of her allies inside the garage using her tail and levitation to flip her body around while it was still in flight to add extra momentum to the throw. Then she’d use her new shield as an air/sand break while free hand lashed out, pointing over her defensive bulwark at the rebel closest to the garage’s door.

[color=Aquamarine]”Fetch!”[/color] she’d bark as the up-scaled wolfos she had at her disposal burst from a portal, and then shoved its snout into the garage it wasn't going to fit in, jaws snapping as it tried to snatch up one of the rebels in its jaws in order to grab and pull them out into the alleyway for Midna to deliver a follow up blow on. Or at the very least it would make people think twice about trying to move towards the alleyway to flank Big Band, or to leg it to try and get away/help.

Through all this, Midna was trying to hold back enough to not straight up kill anyone, and keeping an eye out for targets to free. They needed people alive to question after all, and there might, might, be people worth salvaging from the rebels for their own cause. But if someone (except the kid) needed to die so that a seeker could live though? 

So be it.