[Another soldier hit the ground and Yuan was struck by the thought that this was easy- too easy. He turned, surveying the battlefield. Sokka was battling one of the Elites, Jack the other. Where was the third? Just as his gaze shot up to the sky, he realized the last Elite was swiftly diving towards him, his spear at the ready. Yuan barely had enough time to step aside and avoid being impaled on it. His enemy had anticipated such a move and wasted no time with recovering from his miss; he turned on the spot, striking Yuan in the chest with the other end of his spear.
Yuan flew a few feet and fell flat on his back, a wave of pain immediately rushing through his body- He'd landed on his wings, and the back of his head hadn't exactly been safe either. Still, he couldn't afford to take too long to recover. Instead, he instantly rolled to the side to make sure the Elite couln't try to attack him while he was down. His hairtie gave way, releasing lengthy locks of blue hair.
When he got back to his feet, his eyes narrowed and his saber returned to his hand with one simple summoning spell. It looked like it was time to get serious.]
[Any day, Offensive Front]
Yuan flew a few feet and fell flat on his back, a wave of pain immediately rushing through his body- He'd landed on his wings, and the back of his head hadn't exactly been safe either. Still, he couldn't afford to take too long to recover. Instead, he instantly rolled to the side to make sure the Elite couln't try to attack him while he was down. His hairtie gave way, releasing lengthy locks of blue hair.
When he got back to his feet, his eyes narrowed and his saber returned to his hand with one simple summoning spell. It looked like it was time to get serious.]