Made lightweight by her power, Shadow Stalker leaped to the nearest wall, then vaulted herself off, careening directly toward three of the retreating men. As she landed atop the one in the front, she dropped out of her shadow form, returning to her normal weight.
One mister Mario Mario is jealous of this move, having to carry his normal weight every time he wall-jumps onto an enemy.
Planting her feet on his shoulder blades, she combined the force of her weight and her momentum with a downward kick of both feet, driving him into the water, hard. She went shadowy a half second later, becoming almost invisible in the gloom of the empty lot, effortlessly reorienting her now lightweight body to land on her feet.
…I just realized something.
What if part of why Sophia was so good on the running team was that she was cheating by adjusting her body’s weight on the track?
Both of the men behind Shadow Stalker attacked her, one swiping a knife at her, the other kicking for the small of her back. Smoky, dark flickers appeared where limbs and weapons passed through her.
A rare case of a knife going through someone being a good thing for the person in question.
Almost casually, she holstered her crossbows, then straightened up. A flurry of other attacks passed through her.
Pretty handy defense, this.
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