Wolverine walked to the edge of the forest. It’s been a long time since he’s been at the land of the dead. The last time he’s been at this forbidden place was when he was fighting his friends for money. But he lost badly to Blade. He started to walk out into the land of the dead. He took out one of his many throwing knifes and he checked if it was sharpened enough. He said the ashen shower spell and raised his hand and it blew with a strong force. He then took out his two handed sword and he had checked it as well.

He walked to the middle of the area and he summoned a lesser shadow. He said to it, “Go in a circle about 250 feet wide and make a mark around that area.” The lesser shadow did as it was told and it burned the bones and left a black mark on the ground like it was told to. Wolverine then put things away as the lesser shadow finished. It came back hoping for more orders. “Go back were you came from and don’t come back unless I call you.” Said wolverine. The shadow then left leaving wolverine alone until ploay arrived. He started to practice trying to shape shift into different things. He turned into different things like a dragon and skeletons. He tried to do different things to help him with his battle that he was going to do at around this time. He then sat down and meditated for a while until he then got up and ran fro a little bit. He then practiced his throwing by throwing bone around out of the circle He then saw that someone was arriving so he turned into scattered bones so that they will not see him.

Laying there, defenseless on the cold wet ground, flooding with pools of her hot blood, was the guardian of wind. Her wings were town, drenched in her own blood, making it impossible to fly in this state. She came there to meet one of the members in the guild they were in, but she came too early and the dead got a hold of her. Ploay was never good at fighting off the dead, but luckily she survived barely. Her mind was in a different place, away from this world, and more in a dream like world. The untouched angel stood in the darkness of her dreams, and witnessed a cat walking up to her. But this wasn’t a normal cat, the cat was walking on its to hind legs. The dream like Ploay didn’t seem to give any alarm to this cat, it meant nothing to her, walking on four or two. Suddenly, the cat put on a freaky, demented grin that sent shivers though Ploay’s body. And as fast as light, the cat pulled out a dagger, and his grin became wider.

The dream was too much for the guardian of wind, so she opened her eyes wide and awaken. In alarm she sat up, only to feel pain in her back bone. The dead must have gone back to sleep, Ploay thought to herself as she looked at the sun coming up. The light seemed to cast on the land like a gold blanket. Squirming around, she finally stood up slowly, trying not to get more blood on her. Ploay had took quit a beating with the undead, but she would keep her word and still fight with Wolverine. Taking steady paces, she made her way to the spot they were to met, all she saw was a pile of bones. She found this odd because all the undead were supposed to be buried by now, unless they dropped a few remains. Tenderly she kicked them curiously, then lost interest, and looked at the horizons. “Come on out.” Ploay said with an emotionless tone as she looked for Wolverine.

((kk I weakened my char for you, so you’ll have a better shot))

Wolverine saw ploay walk over to him bloody and messed up. She was bleeding and hurt badly. she came to right where he was laying and kicked him. he took the parts of bones of himself and put them back together and stood up and then transformed to his human form. he pulled out his dagger with his left hand and pulled out his spiked club in the other "That hurt you know. you kicked my chins. What....happened to you exactly?" he asked. he then said a spell and his body turned black as then it went around ploay to try to heal her. "I will want you to be fully healed when you fight, I will feel as if i'm cheating if i attacked you looking like that"

Ploay looked at the darkness swirling around her, then she pushes herself backwards with a jump. An attempt not to get healed by darkness, something that would only harm her more. But sadly it did touch the bottom of her heal, and that was painful. Ploay could have healed herself, but she felt it would be more fair if she fought him in this state. She did have a lot of fight left, but the dark regeneration didn’t help. She saw the guardian of shadows do this before, and she would never get in such a position again. Putting her hands on her hips she raised an eyebrow. “Let me give you two tips, one, never put your guard down when your fighting. Two, never underestimate me.” Her words were cold, but then she put a small smirk at the end. “Now show me what you have.” Ploay really doubt that he could harm her much, even in this beat up state. Her fingers bent, not in a complete fist, but more like when a cat scratches. Then her eyes glowed white, and with a hard swipe in the air, she attempted to put minor, claw like scratches on his chest. Something that she was sure would urge him into battle.

Wolverine saw that ploay was attacking him by clawing him at his chest, he jumped back and he transformed into the dirt that was around them and went behind ploay. he then transformed to his human form and tried to put his dagger across her stomach.

(Sorry these are so sort. have a major body ache right now.)

Ploay saw him turn into a pile of dirt, something felt was irionic, she thought that he could only change into living things, but twice in one day he proved her wrong. The only thing he did lack, was speed, he should have been more careful. Too late now, she thought to herself as she simply sprinted forward before the dagger slit across her. But sadly it nipping half an inch of her side. Ploay didn’t seem to care, and he didn’t seem much of a freight. Turning around she put her hand on her hip, and waited for him to come at her with a better attack. This was getting boring fast.