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"Frustrations of The Resistance" by asiaxia
"Oh, no..."
The Snowglobe Staff decides to simply not work this battle. After all, how does a Yellow Snowball help her? Where is the snowball? There must be something else, right? The Jade Elixir? Gone. Thick Smoke Bomb? Disappeared two turns ago. Turned Tooth? She defends it with ease. Finally, the young Acara looks up at her, those pink wings fluttering so gracefully, that smug smirk so condescending. She knows - there are no more tricks left. Not in this fight.
"Don't you think this is getting old by now?" She taunts in that familiar voice - a friend turned enemy. The Boss. "You never stood a chance."
Spotting the Grapes of Wrath in view, she can see this tussle is nearing the end. Even with her Downsize in use, there's no chance at winning. She burrows in combination, avoiding the blunt of the fire attack while still suffering a significant amount of damage. Not that getting dirt in her fur is her favorite pastime, but it works. For now.
No options are left. She only has 5 weapons left - weapons that Kaia can all defend against. She has no choice but to accept her defeat, once again at the mercy of the Wand of the Dark Faerie.ZAP!
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'I never stood a chance...'
A heavy sigh escaped from the lips of a tattered Grey Acara as she stumbled out, dazed, of the Forgotten Graveyard backgrounds.
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