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by Gado on Wed Jun 15, 2011 2:20 pm
And time passed.. Yet no opponent were to be seen - perhaps the teleporting device had malfunctioned, thus sending either Gado or his soon-to-be enemy to the wrong side of the planet? If so, either he, or his opponent, would have to run past the entire frickin space that was this green orb of life.. just to be presented with a possibillity of death, how incredibly dull!
Gado wasn't going to rule out the appearance of his opponent yet, and had allready been polite enough to stand his ground and wait for the snail of a man. Therefore, he might aswell take the liberty of preparing a few of his "tricks". Pulling up a 10-12 (roughly estimated) seeds from the small bag attached to his belt, and throwing them individually in all directions around himself - about 10-15m in each direction, plus one dropped at his current location, before wandering off towards the border of the jungle.
His plan? to hide in the trees, killing his opponent - if he showed up - from a distance with magic and arrows. As he reached the jungle, his wooden sword had taken the shape of a powerfull bow with threads of grass - strengthened by magic to be able to shoot arrows without tearing -, an easy task that required about as much energy as breathing. Gado stood besides one of the many gargantuan trees, the thick layer of neon-green leaves hanging down from it's many branches. Making a small gesture with his right hand, one of theese branches extended down towards him, and served as a elevator as he stepped on it, lifting him up until reaching a good 40m of height. Having the higher ground, and covered by layers upon layers of neon-green leaves which allowed not one to spot him unless they were allready aware of his position (AKA: If they looked really closely at that excact point at which he stood). He made another gesture with his hand, and six fully functionable wooden arrows with razor-sharp tips grew out from the branch he was standing on, ready to be plucked like fruit.
Gado grabbed a single arrow, and held it ready at the side of his bow, making sure that when the moment came that his opponent materialized in the field - assuming they were supposed to materialize close to one another - he'd make as little movement as possible when he'd take aim and fire.
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