Rolled 20 (1d20)

>>6262654
"Alright, I gotcha...just ngh hold on, I'll get you somewhere safe."
>carrying the tadpole on his back, Brook darts away as quickly as he can given his current injuries
>As he flees, his ears can't help but pick up the voice of Sail, preparing to hand over the glittering orb to the puppet, the same orb this tadpole had been trying to protect!
>Sighing he stops in his tracks, and gently lowers the mon into the stream
"I'll be right back, just gotta make sure that stuff you were trying to protect doesn't get stolen."

>Doing his best to ignore the lingering pain in his flank, he focuses on the far off spirit his expression an unsure frown while he crouches into a running position
"Darn even if I used the wind, I don't think it'd last long enough to get over there and back. But what else can I d-WAIT?"
>The wind that had started to gather instantly disperses, his legs shifting ever so slightly
"Like this I think?"
>Soon he's moved to a position mirroring the one those colorful scales force him into before he charges!
"I'll be right back."
>Throwing his head back, he gives the scared tadpole a reassuring grin before turning back to face the ghost...

>(IQ Skill learned: Fleetfooted!)
"RAHHH!"
>he blasts forward faster than he ever thought he could without relying on that burst of wind, front legs pushing off the ground at full force to extend his stride as far as it can go without losing balance, while his rear legs ensure he maintains a constant speed without wasting energy on needless movements!
"YAHH Sail hold up, don't hand that over!"

>A light comes from underneath his paws, as they leave behind blue and pink pawprints. The dirt and rocks he kicks up on his sprint hangs in the air as if time was slowed, before attaching to his legs, completely covering them in their glow! Before he knows it, he's right underneath the thieving puppet!
"TAKE THIISSSSS!"
>Backflipping as soon as he's underneath, he extends a sparkling leg into a crescent kick! The scales breaking off and digging into the ghost, each feeling like the angry mandibles of an insect clamping down as they dissolve! While Brook soars through the air, the scales melting away before he lands right beside the tiny tadpole
"Told ya I'd be right back."

(U-Turn 7BP+5 Attack = 12 Damage)