((Allright, lets start, and yes, a quaterstaff is fine
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The sky was grey, for the first time, grey skys surrounded the monastary, thunder sounded everywhere, and rain pitter-patted on the monks, now soldier's head, Sharun was standing in a group of 20 monks, who were being breifed by their general.
"Listen, soldiers, we MUST hold the air temple at all costs, Sharun, take a group of monks with you and defend the wall, wich they will most likeley burst through first, for the other monks-"
A catapulted rock burst through the walls of the monastary, and a group of 20 soldiers entered, they were wearing iorn, knight-like armor, and they had silver longswords, and steel sheilds, wich had inscribed dragons on them.
Sharun charged with his group, quickly pressing his fingers into parts of a warrior's body, disableing all his limbs, before his fist glowed, and smashed through his armor, breaking the ribs and sending the man flying towards the wall, he concentrated and a transparent light blue barrier surrounded him, just in time to take a hit from a swinging axe, he stumbled back, his barrier seperateing, he looked over his shoulder and saw another man chargeing at him, he did a short leap back and concentrated, then his fists became mere blurs of skin and blue light, the two men became stunned, and bruises surrounded their bodys, Sharun released a fearfull uppercut into one of their jaws, breaking it, then smashed the other in the crotch with his knee, the man winched in pain before sharun grabbed him by the head, ripped his helmet off and crushed his skull.
"Hold the position, dont let them get past!" Sharun shouted, he shifted into a strong stance, his knees bent, and his fists on each side of his waist, and the blue, transparrent ward surrounded him again.