Six dark wisps of shadow sped through most of the arena's exits in search of one person: their master, who had been knocked unconscious and kidnapped.
Under Dark Prince's command and control, the six shadow clones searched tirelessly until one of them finally spotted its master's captor.
Immediately, Dark Prince teleported directly in front of the rogue werewolf.
Behind Dark Prince stood the rogue's subordinate werewolves, while before him towered the hulking beast carrying his master's unconscious body.
'I can't fight this guy's alone,' Dark Prince complained as he began contemplating how to rescue Dezhong without exposing himself any further than he already had.
"Mutants can teleport now?" The rogue hissed and stared Dark Prince down with his one good eye, "If you want to join your friend, keep standing in my way. Now, move!"
The rogue stepped to the right.
Dark Prince stepped right.
He stepped left.
Dark Prince stepped left.
