The battle was a blur of elemental power and ancient shadow. The herald moved like smoke, dodging Jing's lightning strikes and Bao's heavy-handed punches. Every time the pandas struck, the Bone Moon above seemed to pulse, sapping their strength.
From the mists emerged a figure draped in tattered silk. Her face was hidden behind a porcelain mask, but her eyes glowed with a freezing white fire. This was the Bone Demon’s herald. The battle was a blur of elemental power and ancient shadow
"Hey! Uncool!" Fan Tong yelled, striking the bars with the golden chi of the White Tiger. The bars didn't break; they absorbed the light, turning a darker, more menacing shade of silver. From the mists emerged a figure draped in tattered silk
Fan Tong breathed a sigh of relief, immediately reaching into his pouch for a hidden dumpling. "Okay, lesson learned. Teamwork makes the dream work, and also keeps us from being eaten by bone monsters." "Hey! Uncool!" Fan Tong yelled