Shamac growled in his wile feline form as he rushed toward Gerund, who maintained his stance with his Gale Spear.
As he advanced closer, Gerund lifted his spear and spun it, causing a whirlwind around himself. Shamac halted abruptly, unable to get any closer due to the wall of wind which served as a boundary between them.
Not only that, but he noticed the floor around Gerund, where the whirlwind was spinning started getting cracked and damaged.
"That's dangerous..." Shamac muttered.
The wind was not just for defence but offence as well, so Shamac knew if he moved any closer he was going to get skewered.
"Tch, let's try this then!" He said to himself.
He immediately Shapeshifted into a hawk and took flight, diving into the sky.
He flew higher and higher until he could see the eye of the whirlwind.
"Heh, I've got you!" Shamac grinned.
