Each consecutive strike seemed to land closer and closer, though no matter how swift the attack, the defense arrived just as quickly. Despite her appearance, the Pandaren moved with great agility, deftly countering and dodging each blow, flowing as swiftly as the wind and yet never straying far from her opponent. It was as if she was all around him, yet never in one spot.

It was as if she were the clouds that surround the mountains.

A lil' doodle of Shanlan, my favorite Pandaren monk! Also my first attempt at a slightly new coloring style. Despite a few technical kerfuffles, I don't feel too bad with the results!

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