It was a hot day in the desert. But it wasn't really a desert. It was an arena made by The Clockmaker. He had begun a battle between him and The 10 Sentinels. A battle that he hoped to win. But Jason was a uncountable fella. You could never know what he was gonna do next, even though it seemed like he only meditated. Jason was meditating in a rock formation out into the desert. He was at total peace, experiencing the calmness and stillness of being at this place. Sand rolled past him as the wind blew at a slowful pace.
coolmint, blind since birth, has always had a strange sixth sense. she knew where she was: the arena, and yet she seemed at weace with the danger lying withing the walls. her special ability: the power of melody, would serve her well against anypony with ears, so long as they were in the light
Jason could sense his opponent clearly. He didn't pay attention to her though, as he couldn't do anything against her if she wasn't close to him. He continued meditating, at ease with the thought of peace in his mind. He was simply playing a game of chess inside his mind, and was currently winning, although at a slow pace.
CloudMay, though blind, sensed the heartbeat of some pony close. She sensed the energy levels rising from the enemy and remembered something her sister told her: "just because they look tough, doesn't mean it's not an act. You're a sentinel. Use your gifts."
