𝕸𝖔𝖓𝖐𝖊𝖞 𝕶𝖎𝖓𝖌 𝕽𝖊𝖇𝖔𝖗𝖓, 𝕻𝖍𝖊𝖔𝖓𝖎𝖝

𝕰𝖑𝖊𝖛𝖊𝖓

I sit back on a wall. I won't risk combat because much of my power and chi has been used in forging these chains. If I even attempt to fight, they might figure me out. I can't let that happen. It's better for them that they never find me. I watch as Pigsie and Wujing enter combat. Their moves haven't changed in eight years. 

Master draws back with Fruitie. I'll keep an eye out for him just in case. No offense to him but he's not exactly a fighter. It took me fifty years to become powerful enough to challenge all of Heaven, but that time has passed for many years. I scratch my ears as I watch.

Wujing and Pigsie were doing well. They could totally survive without me. Plus, my powers are now limited. I used them up for something. I watch as they tangle with the bandits. They don't look like much. They looked like ordinary humans. They look like small thieves. I roll my eyes. 

I turn and hear an arrow. Aimed at master. Ugh, fine. I get up and launch myself. I put my hand in front of master as the arrow pierces it. It went right through. Ow. I pull my hand back. Master gasped.

"Are you alright?" He asks me. 

I turn. I pull out my flute. I grip it and it turns bigger. I suppose I'll help. The bandits turn and run toward me. I rip the arrow out with my teeth. I drop the arrow and charge.