She was up first? Perhaps Azrael was showing her a sign... That she would get kicked out the first round for being over confident? Certainly not!

Celeana had never lost a fight and she certainly had no intentions on losing one now- A crowd was watching them after all! All she could hope was that Lauren was the absolute strongest, second to herself only of course, and that Celeana would best her in the first round, "Good luck." Sounded her words, her voice nervous yet at the same time confident.

She took a stand on the field, eyes inching up to the crowd before returning to Lauren- Focus, focus! Within an instant, flames adorning the Occult energy immediately shrouded her body, the staff from her back pulled forth and held firmly within her grasp. She was more than ready to kick some butt! Or fail horribly.

"Uff... You look tough."
(Celeana Feuer)
"Me me me!" She would shout with excitement, literally jumping off the spectator's seats and descending down to the sandy arena using her wind magic. "Oh man!" She would shiver, taking off her bag and putting it to the side. "That's a treat for me when I win, and for her if she wins." Already she was giving prizes out for her own fight! The girl would move to a place which she deemed usable for a beginning. "Hey! I'm Lauren, as the guy said. Nice to meet you. Let's have some fun!" The reason the girl was here, Fun. She didn't care to win anything and just wanted to have some fun and test out what she can or cannot do.

As she spoke black winds would soon begin forming around the girl. Her sword drawn at the ready. "Oh man, forgot my amulet." She shrugged, tapping her chest. She forgot the amulet she bought with her pocket money at the marketplace! A good luck charm, or so she considered it. As the black winds settled around Lauren, the sands shifted. As did the sword which was giving off a wind vibe itself. "Oh right... Lightning..." She would close her eyes for a matter of seconds, allowing for zaps of lighting to come off her dark winds... "Electrifying winds! Yay." She did it.

Now came the hard part! The girl would begin chanting under her breath, bringing her arms together in a praying manner. "Victos!" She finished off, slamming the air with her right hand. A magic ring appeared which swirled. "Now!" The cast was over, and a dead air hung around the girl. Yet not for long, as a literal hurricane of winds formed itself at her feet and around her... If this girl was a sword user she was going to have a hard time against Lauren! Or so she hoped anyway. Now she waited for the match to begin.

(Lauren Fildegarde)
The arena was quickly steaming up with ... everything. The dark winds that the girl summoned would only grow with the winds that Lauren would show off. She even blew winds that were hot from the Occult flames at the girl in hopes of damaging her further! Yet it seemed to have worked, although the girl's flame was very hot indeed and hurt quiet a bit. Some of the armor that Lauren wore was now scratched and clothes were slightly thorn. "Dammit... UGHHHH I liked this jacket too..." She would scowl as a final gust of wind would throw the girl to the ground.

"Woop woop!" She would cheer for herself. "Hey how do you win?! Does she need to say I won?" She had no idea so she shouted up to the stands where the announcer was. Maybe he would tell her. If he did! Welp, then the girl would simply off better surrendering than fighting a fight she can't win! The cocky child was full of herself. Now she waited!

(Lauren Fildegarde)
She was actually... Pushed back? Outrageous!

The Oscuri hit the ground, the signature fire still lingering certainly should have been enough to tell she was still more than capable of fighting, but alas Lauren decided to take it to the announcer!

She quickly stood up, huffing and puffing with a loud panting escaping her lips, the Occult wind which Lauren held certainly proving to be quite obnoxious to deal with- "I ain't done yet, lil' miss." Sounded her words, flames once more scorching the ground beneath her.

"But yea', push me down again and I'll admit defeat- But don't expect it to be easy!"
(Celeana Feuer)
Perhaps Lauren was simply too distracted by the crowd? It mattered little, for despite the ragged up clothing that was now being cut into pieces by Lauren's quite spectacular display of wind magic, the fire eventually bursted through- With a wave of heat alone, Lauren would soon enough find herself being the one send flying into the ground some feet away.

"So? How do I win? Does she need to say I won?" Sounded her words, a clear taunt made towards the smaller girl that, truthfully, still held an edge- But Celeana's pride wouldn't allow such a thing to happen, especially not after the display of disrespect Lauren had just done.

"Everyone's freakin' cheering for you..."
(Celeana Feuer)
She would fall! Although not for long, as she would stand up brushing the sand off her ripped up jacket. "Damn... I'm always cold! And now I'm too hot." She huffed and stomped like a little baby, sending around her a very thick gust of air. "Okay okay." She would flail her hand. "Yea of course they are voting for me!" She would stick her tongue out. "My Dad is there, I have alot of friends there too! Like Ella, Cedric... And Phoebe whenever she comes!" The girl would shrug picking up her sword with both her hands.

"Time to winnnn~" She'd sing, her own childish foolishness overwhelming her. "Hey hey, if you win, I'll give you a nice treat. Okay?" A taunt? Bait? None of those in Lauren's head! Simply a way to encourage the girl to continue the fight and not admit defeat or fall too hard. She wanted to make victory sweet with a pastry and defeat sour with the lack of one! Her winds raged and the fight continued.

(Lauren Fildegarde)
So it seems that she had come out victorious! The girl would crash the other girl into the wall with a powerful gust of wind, brushing off a flame that was still present on her jacket. Sweaty, tired the girl would approach the teen and extend her hand. "That was fun!" She cheered for the girl, and brought over her bag with a fling of the wind. "Here. Have one, because you did a great job!" The now optimistic girl would offer an apple pastry treat to the brown haired girl. "I saw you in Nostvale. Maybe we can be friends?" A raised brow to the teen in question!

The sand in the arena was now quiet uneven and hot. From the powerful winds that Lauren showed and devastating fires that Celeana offered. She moved to the chairs sitting beside her father and Valeria. "Hey Dad! I won or something. Allllll thankkkss to youuuuu" She sang a tune for her father, very grateful to what he had given and 'taught' her!

(Lauren Fildegarde)
It seems that the girl was actually one of the strongest people here. That was weird! The girl really did come far in this... There was this match and then there is whoever wins versus Cedric! Wow! That's actually pretty cool. She's the second or... THIRD strongest person in this whole thing. Well, maybe not Ella. Who got knocked out in the first round because she had to fight  Cedric. It was also slightly unfair how Cedric had only one fight and was in the finals... while this will be her third. Very Weird.

"Hey! I like your pink hair and bow." The girl would comment, as dark winds would curtain around her. "Have fun!" She cheered the girl as cracks of lighting would whip out of the winds. Leaving parts of the sand black or shining because heated sand makes glass! She would now wait for the girl.
(Lauren Fildegarde)
It seems that she was triumphant in her battle yet again. To her, she already won the tournament. She won the most fights! A total of three. Where the first one was actually the hardest. She would shrug slightly, throwing the girl a chocolate because she was nice and looked at the stands. "Dad is it me against Cedric now?" She rose a brow asking, she knew the answer was yes as Cedric was the only person left. "Hey ginger." She yelled at the Oscuri boy her hands dismissing the winds around her.

She would wait to get some sort of attention from Cedric, then she would look at his sister. "You too I guess." She shrugged and bowed to the both of them. "I forfeit my fight to Cedric. Congratulations, I guess you won your own tournament." She was sad. Sad that she was losing to Cedric by her own fault. Yet she saw how he fought and she was not ready. She was not ready to fight him and she knew that she would be much sadder if he wins against her for the second time in a row. This won't be a comeback like he came back on Ella... it would be a fight she would lose yet again.

"Congratulations." She spoke going up the steps up to her father. "Lets go home." She threw a chocolate at the twins, one each and turned to her father. "I had fun." Hug "Thank you for bringing me and taking time out of your work."

(Lauren Fildegarde)