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  1. CelaenaSadorthien: >Such a long time had passed since Celaena had last set foot in the arena. The entire aura of the place was still the same even if she was unable to see. Her heightened senses were keener than ever. Her hearing was finer than ever. Even her nostrils were filled with the intense familiar smell of the arena. As she carefully stepped forward, she got a feel for where she was, stepping with ease to the circle in the middle. Stopping short just inside the circle, she could not hear her opponent, indicating that she was not there yet. Celaena would kneel down, her black lady assassin’s armor clinging to her small 4”6 frame. All merely for show, of course. Her true powers laid in her transformation. She would remove her blind fold as she calls forth her birth right. Her long brown hair would shrink back into her scalp as the sickening sound of bones breaking and reshaping as they grew in length. Her legs would grow, bulging slightly to fit a new slender form as her entire body reforms into that of an Anubit. A were fox, as some would call it. Her teeth would grow into elongated canines, her elven ears growing larger and her skin turning black, as if a plague had consumed her. It took her a few moans and groans to complete her transformation as she finally stood up, now in her true form, standing at a new height of 7”4, her entire attire changing to an Egyptian styled chain mail armor, trimmed with obsidian causing it to look black with two obsidian sickles hanging from her waist, the hilt’s o each wrapped in leather and kept together with golden rings. With heightened senses, increased speed, agility and dexterity, she would no longer need to rely on her eyes as much as she would have in her elven form. She would hunch slightly as her long slender body relaxed, keeping her mind open and clear, relying on nothing but her own skills of close combat for this match. Her only defense would be her armor and poison immunity as death had given her an immune system that was unmatched by all.<
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  3. Guest_GreekGoddessAphrodit: *smiles as she walks into the arena. It had been a while since she last daughter. About 3 days. Laughing to herself, she closes her eyes, walking from memory into the arena. Opening her eyes she smirks as she sees one of her best friends transforming into Anubit, the were-fox. -HEY!*she calls out. -*don't go easy on me! Bc I won't go easy on you-*Taking her twin kitanas out of their sheaths she mutters "μεταμορφώνω" After muttering the word her body begins to release smoke as blood red and black wings erupt from her back, and horns from her head. Her kitanas begin to vibrate lowly as her black fire envelopes her left hand and onto the katana, making it longer and white ice flows from her right as it cover the blade in her right. -BRING IT*-*She yells getting centered and into defensive stance*
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  5. CelaenaSadorthien: >Celaena’s ears would perk as she listened to her friend spoke. Her voice was audible and loud, giving Celaena an exact pin point on her location. The sound of unsheathing swords and the eruption of wings caused her to tilt her head slightly as she took in every detail, focusing on every sound that she needed to identify her opponent. She could hear the fire that erupted and the soft crisp sounds of ice that she presumed came from Levi. Still unsure of how these ability’s would be used, she unsheathed her obsidian sickles, grasping them tight in her hands, her elongated arms bulging slightly as her grip tightened. She would speak in a low growling voice that sounded more towards divinity than animalistic.< You have my word that I, Celaena Evil, will give you everything that I have in my physical capability. >From her hunched form, it was perfect for her to launch at her opponent as her legs were coiled already like a spring, giving her a slight jump into her dash. Her frontal assaults were close to perfection, however keeping in mind the time it took Levi to unsheathe her swords and by the level of sound, it would have suggested that her swords were quite long. She would reach her top speed within just a few steps, causing her feet to lightly touch the ground. Right before she would engage, she would crouch slightly, coiling legs to assist her in a jump, vaulting her over levi. Her sight was gone but the noise coming from all Levi’s accessory features gave position of each one of them. Spinning slightly mid air, she would use her sickled to lash out at her wings, the sharp obsidian weapons aiming to maim her wings. After her assault, weather she would hit or not, her aim would be to use her momentum to land behind her, keeping the momentum up as to get out of reach, weather her attack would succeed or not.<
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  7. Guest_GreekGoddessAphrodit: *Smiling Levi closes her eyes as Her opponent gets closer. Sensing her wings under attack she opens her eyes, bringing her left katana upwards, blocking the attack, yet still she was wounded on her arm*-Not bad Hun, but now it's my turn"-*Levi disappears from her spot in front of Cela and re appears on the other side of the Arena. Beginning in a Sprint, Levi tosses her swords onto the ground, and throws 3 balls of black fire as a distraction. Leaping off of the ground, Levi summons a blade of ice and brings it downwards, aiming for her shoulder.*
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  9. CelaenaSadorthien: >Her ears would twitch as they still kept to taking in each and every detailed sound. She would frown slightly as Levi spoke, yet next she was on the opposite side of the arena, her sprint heavier than her own. Her one ear would perk as she hear the sound of fire crackling in the air yet she failed to muffle her own footsteps that gave only confusion. She would remain on her spot, relying on her agility to its full potential. The fire in the air seemed to pose no threat to her as they simply linger in the air, however her quick footsteps seemed much closer, proposing a direct assault. She would recall one sword being discarded into the arena, making a mental note of the act. Once her foot steps were no longer audible, she would calculate her estimate distance from sound, causing her ears to follow in the general direction that Levi had taken, which she guessed right as the materialization of ice crackles above her. The ice sword Levi had created being used as source of sound, she was able to make her own predictions. Celaena would twirl 360 degrees to her right, bringing herself out harm’s way. Before Levi would land, she would simply lift her left arm and strike down to where she predicted Levi would have landed. The attack was not meant to seriously harm as he aim was still her wings as the obsidian sickle move down in one swift movement.<
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  11. Guest_GreekGoddessAphrodit: *gasps in pain as she feels a sting from her wing as cela Nik's her wing deeply. Growling, she swings her hand in a backhand slap, movement, momentarily blinded by the pain. Falling to her knees, a dark aura fills the arena, laughing darkly she once again gets to her feet. Her Katanas once again in her hands. Moving at a blinding speed, she attacks relentlessly after each swing she swings, faster and faster till her hands are nothing but a blur. Soon enough the fire and ice mixes creating a dangerous combination.The wind picks up, blowing her hair around her face. Charging at Cela, Levi delivers a roundhouse kick aiming for her temple.*
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  13. CelaenaSadorthien: >Celaena would freeze for a moment in shock as her blow met its target. She would let her guard down for a moment in concern for her friend. It lasted only for a moment as a stinging sensation erupted from her cheek as Levi’s back hand made contact with her cheek. Disorientated and shocked, she would stumble backwards. Her ears would twitch slightly as they caught the sound of Levi’s swords moving, striking at her. She would stumble back again, her disorientation throwing her off on her concentration, bringing her own weapons up to block each strike. She barely managed to defend herself, the heat of flames mixed with the cold of ice confusing her even more, unsure of what is going on due to her blindness. It was with even greater surprise when she was unable to predict a roundhouse kick coming from Levi as it connects her straight on her temple. The impact of the kick sent her flying back a few feet, slamming her back into a brick wall, causing her to fall on her knees whilst her hands covered her face, dropping both her weapons as a few trickles of blood dripping down her muzzle. Soft whimpers would escape her lips as she lowers her ears, waiting for the stinging pain to go away. She was unguarded and relied on her friend to give her a moment to recover. A real enemy would not have relented, however her inexperience did not have her completely battle ready yet. After a few seconds, she would bring her ears back up as she started to focus again, taking both her sickles in her hands after feeling for them on the ground. She would shake her head, throwing her ever so slightly off of balance. Her voice was low as she spoke in the same voice of her Anubit form.< I have to hand it to you. Your distraction worked out quite well. >She would quiet down as she perk her ears again, causing them to twitch ever so slightly, unable to recall the last known position of Levi. So she waited instead to pinpoint her yet again as she slow steps to her right, keeping her pawed feet as light as possible to concentrate on every other sound around her, keeping her legs coiled so she would be able to move as fast as possible.<
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  15. Guest_GreekGoddessAphrodit: *feeling extremely weak, as she hadn't used her full power since-.. Shaking her head she drops to one knee. Using her Katanas for support. Breathing heavily she says "I-... I.... I concede"* before collapsing in exhaustion*
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  17. CelaenaSadorthien: >Celaena would frown slightly as she heard the words spoken by Levi. The sound of her collapsing caused her body to tense as she dropped her weapons, moving towards her location as she dropped to her knees, her shape returning back to normal as she retake her small elven frame. She would feel over Levi’s face, placing both her hands on her cheeks, her attire back to her normal dark fit, even though the fit has not been preserved and was now merely torn rags barely keeping her decent.< Oh no…Levi…are you alright?
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