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[b][color=984DC6]Location:[/color][/b] Simulated Universe 1 - Open Field[/center][hr]Nothing could be so easy, now could it? The attacker's weakpoints turned out to be a trap, one that Shadow Moth foolishly flung himself into. He grit his teeth, retreating back from the machine as it slammed down in counter. His impatience got the better of him there. Though perhaps his impatience would be what gives him the upper hand, as well.

The rest would have to deal with the fallout of Shadow Moth's brashness themselves, since he was facing one down himself, and without a proper weapon. He straightened, passing his fan from one hand to the next, and spread it open. [color=984dc6]"I'll underestimate you no longer,"[/color] he said as he plucked one of the many feathers from the fan. Between his fingers, the little white feather sparkled and, in a tiny flash, turned brilliantly blue. [color=984dc6]"Come, my little amok, bring forth an end to this nuisance!"[/color]

Shadow Moth raised the second half of his cane, still in his hand, and brought the 'amok' to it. Once they touched, the amok vanished with a magical spark. In the air above Shadow Moth, a dark cloud of purple energy materialized, roiling and morphing into a longer shape. Then the cloud disappeared, revealing a strange creature floating over Shadow Moth - it looked similar to a flattened jellyfish, a yellow-ish oval at its center, four wiry tentacles spread out that ended in similar yellow pads, the whole thing encased in translucent, blue-tinged skin. [color=984dc6]"See to it that this mechanical annoyance is put under your control, [i]Static Cling[/i]."[/color]

At Shadow Moth's command the creature, "Static Cling", darted forward, streaking through the air above the Techadon and stopping short just behind it. Of course, Shadow Moth wasn't leaving it to his sentimonster alone; he charged the robot again, fan and cane at the ready, and moved to strike it. His aim wasn't to win this fight, exactly, but to distract it long enough for Static Cling to attach itself. He swung, ducked, dodged, kept the pressure up as best he could, as his sentimonster floated down, lowering itself towards the Techadon's back...