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The girl, for it was a young, short girl, watched them with amused eyes and an even more mischievous smirk. Her hair was twin shades of brown and pink, an unusual and distinctive style he knew he'd have recognised if he'd seen it before.

"She's fast," Magician hissed, her voice silent to the observer. "I almost didn't see her approach."

[...]

The girl cocked her head at the sound of his voice from the smooth, black mask. It looked like she was trying to figure something out – perhaps his identity. She giggled silently and spread her feet a little further apart, her eyes narrowing.

As though they could ignore that. Vanguard kicked his metal rods up into his hands and charged – while Magician opened fire from behind. The bullets pinged uselessly off the floor as the girl dodged, but he engaged her before she could sweep around and close the distance onto his partner. The rod in his right hand crashed down towards her temple but was blocked on her weapon. He shifted his balance, slipping one foot past hers as he tore himself away and swept both rods for the back of her knees.

She dodged with unnatural grace, flipping back and placing both hands on his shoulders to use him as a springboard to push herself up and over him. He heard the whistle of steel, but something impacted it – driving her away. Magician ducked past him, kicking the girl back and hopping into the air, firing off six shots in rapid succession before she stopped to reload.

"She's fast," she whispered, somewhat needlessly.

"I know. Keep her pressured."

[...]

Magician was being pushed back, using her gun where she could to block the strikes, but taking kicks and blows every time she tried. This opponent was fast – too fast.