Chaotic bounced into the arena again. That last fellow had been strange. He had run away to hide his moss from her, sadly, and had then just fainted in excitement as soon as she had gotten close. But here was another of these guys with those spikey things on their back. However, this one didn't have moss on his head, which was really sad. "Wheeeeeere is your moss?!" Chaotic asked as if she was personally offended. Was the guy hiding it somewhere? "Moooooooss! Moooooooss?" She bounced closer, looking for moss all over the place, not even paying attention to her opponent. However, from below her, her shadow suddenly changed shape and lunged towards the Lucain.(Uses Shade)
Chaotic...the name sounded familiar. Then, it hit Navvi; this was the fellox that had just beaten his stepson in one hit! Well, Navvi wouldn't be going down so easily. In fact, if he could, he would win the battle that his son had lost. At the very least, he would do his best. He walked in, and bowed, and then...what was it that the fellox was saying? Something about...moss? He didn't have time to ponder what her words could mean. Her shadow came rushing at him, and Navvi attempted to avoid it while 
