Flanz - Donkey Head, Boulder, Flight, Light

Makepeace meanwhile didn't give a shit about one hand being a hoof because he charged Flanz-le-Flore with his shield as potent a weapon against her as the sword. Flanz-le-Flore held out her hand in posture to snap, her bright eyes scanning with electronic speed every inch of what Makepeace presented to her for a weakness, saw none, and unaware or uncaring that Charm the sea urchin stabbed her boot elevated into the skybox as though drawn by strings of her own until she eluded Makepeace's reach.

"Jay, get out of here!" Makepeace shouted, until Flanz-le-Flore got high enough to see over his shield and snapped his head into—what else—an ass head. Then all Makepeace said was EE-AH, EE-AH.

Risen above, bathed in light of her own invention, Flanz-le-Flore spread her arms wide, kicked the sea urchin off her foot, and hurled her spear like a javelin at Makepeace. His shield was already in position to block it, but Flanz-le-Flore snapped midflight and the spear became a boulder that bulldozed Makepeace backward, over the creek, into a dense tangle of weeds as his body flipped and turned.

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[9] The Same Wrong Even More Ruthlessly