His body pivoted backwards in a hurried manner as his arm extended quickly, flinging out a barrage of stars from underneath of his ‘claw’ (a weapon that is meant to shield his wrist and hand from being cut by the sharpened ends of the stars). The man’s body twisted around again in a very awkward looking style, running the opposite way in which he threw the stars. The footsteps chasing him were large and sounded quite large; as they stomped through medium-sized puddles of water and stomped through the squishy earth underneath of the being. Twigs were being seperated from the rooted trees in which they came, making loud snaping noises as they were forcefully removed. The man’s footsteps could barely be heard; light as a feather, swift as a cheetah. Once again, his body spun around quickly; but, this time, he leaped up into the air at the same time as spinning – throwing the same stars out at the opposing force behind him.