[bamthedoc]

Lunar: Marn! Are you okay?!
Marn: I'm fine... That jirin just surprised me.
Lunar: Good.

Lunar prepares an Aid spell, anyway. Lunar takes a stance as his, once, students have known him to take. As a jirin approaches him, Lunar twirls to his right to allow his left Dual-Blade to strike on the onslaught and his right Dual-Blade to strike as the jirin falls behind. Lunar quickly turns around to meet the jirin, again, but he is struck upon the chest as the jirin pounces. It quickly goes to the task of scratching at Lunar's armor for the food it smells. Lunar raises his left arm and swats the jirin away, leaving a gash on its left forebody shoulder. Holding that paw up, the jirin begins to growl at Lunar. Lunar looks at his chest, glad his armor was able to absorb all the scratches. He, however, still feels the blunt-force damage given.

Lunar: Fiesty...