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[b]Bolin Lai[/b] - [b]Location[/b]: Conservation Charity Gala [b]Tags[/b]: Frost Weaver 
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As Shishi caused a scene, more costumed crime fighters arrived. Suddenly, the ninjas weren't able to focus on one target, and their numbers began to thin. Shishi grabbed one black clad ninja as they tried to swing a sword into his face. He flung the poor individual by the arm, right through an exquisite stained glass window. 


[I]"That looked expensive,"[/i] Bolin commented. 


Shishi turned on his heels and laid eyes on three ninjas trying to escape through a beautiful display of Christmas trees, lit and decorated with crystal ornaments. Shishi tore after them and barreled right through the artificial forest to take them out. 


[I]"You wanna' go back and try that again? I think you missed one."[/i]


The beast growled at Bolin's commentary. Just then, an ice themed spider man landed on his back. Shishi grunted with surprise at the new ally. His attention was snatched away by a couple ninjas scaling their way back up through the broken sunroof. He wasn't about to let the cowards escape without facing justice. 


"Hold on," Shishi roared at his new companion, his voice low and rumbling. He bounded towards the wall and leapt, paws meeting the wall and surging him upwards until the would-be escapees were within reach. His massive paw batted them down from their rope like a cat with a toy mouse. Shishi twisted in the air as he fell and landed gracefully on his feet. One of the ninjas he'd flung smashed into the crystal chandelier hanging from the ceiling, which promptly came crashing to the ground beside him.


[I]"I'm pretty sure you've done more in property damage than I make in a year,"[/i] Bolin griped, [i]"Maybe I should take it from here."[/i]


Shishi huffed, but seemingly agreed, because seconds later, his form lit up and shrunk into the brightly clad, masked hero. 


"Hey everyone," Bolin chirped, waving to the remaining bystanders, "If anyone wants to bill me for the damage, I'll be happy to pay; my name is John Smith."