["LOOK AT THESE OPENING EXCHANGES, LADIES AND GENTLEMEN! No probing attacks! No cautious maneuvering! Both representatives have thrown themselves straight into the heart of combat!"]
On the cracked scorched arena floor, Ayako's katana moved with terrifying grace. She used elemental wind to accelerate the trajectory of her steel, turning every swing into a silver blur that trailed with lighting.
A horizontal slash aimed at Amber's throat was immediately followed by a thrust toward her sternum.
Amber, not being one for retreat, swayed her upper body back just enough that the lightning-clad tip grazed past her collarbone, singeing the white fabric of her uniform.
Without breaking her rhythm, she drove her fist upward, shooting out a concentrated burst of silver light that was aimed straight for Ayako's chin.
Ayako tilted her head slightly, allowing the light – and fist – to pass harmlessly by her cheek. The heat radiated from the magic only warmed her skin.
