Muscles boosted by his throbbing shoulder, he ran forward a second time, grabbed the shed's roof and, in one powerful leap, made it onto the next building. Again, he called on his mask (where would he have been without it?) and copied the power of the hoi shore turtle, rahi that had lived near his adopted village on the Southern Continent. Flying without wings, he rose into the air even further, and hovered above the building, and scanned the rooves and alleyways for several blocks around, looking for the being he had pursued. Was it too much to hope he had turned off that chameleon power, thinking he had got away?
OOC: It all depends on how the power works. I always envisioned it as creating a manner of force-filed directly around the shield. That energy, not the metal itself, would reflect the attack. IDK.
Also, I'm surprised your character doesn't just beat himself up when he needs more energy.
[color=rgb(0,0,0);font-family:'Times New Roman';]IC - Dorcha - South of Marketplace:[/color]
The only problem was, there was no one too be found. The chameleon was gone.
Upon reaching the other end of the building, Dorcha had decided on a radical change of plans. Accordingly he climbed down the other wall of the building until he reached a window. It was an easy task to force it open and he slipped inside.
, Dorcha edged to one side so that no one looking through could spot him, then activated his mask. It was an old tactic, but it worked every time: his pursuer would be drained of his energy by an utterly unseen target. He could either get out of the range of the mask, or be defeated. Either way it would weaken him.