User blog comment:GrandMethuselah67/Crossover Sheet: Jiezou City/@comment-23854671-20150915020003/@comment-26322734-20150916021759

Halfaerd twirled in the air so he was facing the blood spikes and shot a magic missile, not to destroy the puddle, but to propel himself out of its way with the force. He landed safely a couple of feet away from it, unsheathing one of his swords.

"Okay. Hard ball. Got it."

He did a handsign and suddenly five other copies appeared beside them. They charged, some of them climbing up the building and attacking from above, some coming head on, some running on the walls.