"Oh, Yamada-kun, honestly," a melodic voice sighed, cutting from the Myrian bench. "With all that big talk you were blabbering, you could have at least tired her out a teeny-tiny bit. How embarrassing, haha."
["OH MY GODDESS!!!"] Commentator Ken suddenly lost his mind into the microphone. ["LADIES AND GENTLEMEN, WE HAVE MYRIA'S SECOND CONTESTANT STEPPING UP TO THE ARENA!!! She is the undisputed golden idol of the Myrian continent! The shimmering jewel of the martial arts scene! MAKE SOME NOISE FOR... JIN FU!!!!"]
A young woman with radiant, golden hair tied back into an intricate, flowing high ponytail gracefully hopped over Ryuuji's charred body, marching straight onto the arena. She wore a stunning, highly specialized black and golden combat dress that fluttered elegantly with every step.
