[u]A wall of tendrils bursts from the ground in front of her, slicing haphazardly at her body. While she's pre-occupied, Po opens his mouth and breaths out copious amounts of black, murky mist. It pours down almost like a liquid, pooling around both of their feet. It spreads out about forty feet before veering sharply up to create a wall. Po moves through the wall before it becomes a solid mass, arcing over Maya and the tendrils. The roof shuts, but somehow light still pierces through the murky depths, illuminating the large room.[/u] "[i]Before we fight, I want some entertainment. You'll fight a few of my [b]guests[/b] before I'm ready.[/i]" [u]The arena solidifies, the walls preventing Maya from escape. A small portal appears thirty feet away from Maya, it's surface pulsating with dark energies.[/u]