OoC: This fight will take place the same as all other fights: On the stone arena of the Dome. This arena doesn't transform, like most things, and creates a powerful barrier around the arena to protect the spectators. So, here are the rules:
1) This fight will be 20 posts (10 posts each) and must be a complete fight so we can move on. What does this mean: POST POST POST! The faster you post, the faster other people can go, so the quicker you post, the less heckling you'll get from others.
2) There is NO POWER PLAYING during these fights. This is to limit post sizes to speed up posts. Posts shouldn't be an epic poem in length, so short posts are and should be the norm here.
3) Be sure to speak with your battle partner. You don't need to work out the whole fight, but work on the important parts of the fights, mostly the ending. Deciding who wins is up to you two, but remember that victory in-character involves moving on, so if it seems the two can't decide... we'll bring it to an unbiased source if it needs to get that bad. (Please don't let it get that bad.)
Amber walked the streets, looking around at the sights. A clock grabbed her attention, indicating she had less than 10 minutes to get to her fight. Dashing off, she pushed people out of her way so she could make it in time. Amber arrived, and leaned over on her knees, panting.
"Thank you for arriving, Amber," A voice said. Amber looked up, and saw a human in a suit. He checked his clipboard and motioned to her, "If you would, follow me."
With that, he turned around and walked. Following, Amber took deep breaths to try and catch her breath.She entered a tunnel, and kept following the man. Amber arrived at an entrance to an outer area, what looked like an arena. She could see a boy, human, at the other side. The crowd cheered for him ecstatically.
"Please, walk out, and your fight will begin," The man stated, and left her. Still slightly out of breath, she walked out. The moment she appeared, the crowd erupted into another round of roaring. The sun caught her off guard. Squinting, she looked around at the giant arena surrounding her.
"Please welcome our two contestants today!" A voice boomed out. Amber looked around, but was unable to find the source of the voice, "Please welcome Ralis on the east side!"
The crowd cheered. The sound nearly deafened her with her improved hearing.
"Aaaaaaand... On the West side, Amber!"
Once again, the crowd did what they knew to do.
"Try not to kill each other if you can. Other than that, BEGIN!"
Amber looked at Ralis with surprise. Amber had expected him to immediately begin attack. Rubbing her hands together, Amber prepared her body for whatever spell she might have to cast. To test her opponent, Amber sent two fireballs at him, one right after the other. She began clearing her mind, criticising herself for not doing this before to prepare herself mentally as well.
The shadow master watched as the next was about to begin. Then something slapped him upside the head, though mentally and in his imagination only... this was his fight. With minutes to go before the match started, Ralis spun on his heel and shoved through the door that led out of the spectator's area, his eyes darted left and right and to and fro to find which way to go. How dreadfully embarrassing it would be if it he were to be disqualified or removed from the contest simply because he got bored and dozed off for a moment. Making much haste, the young man dashed down the hall until he skidded to a stop.
There on his right, down a separate hallway, a long light at the end of a tunnel - was the arena. He let out a sigh of relief, grinning. Ralis thought giving himself a pat on the back would be adequate, but then again, he should really converse all of his strength, especially in his arms. His arms were really important when it came to fighting, so he heaved his shoulders up in a shrug before marching down the tunnel, appearing inside of the stone arena of the Dome. He glanced over at his opponent, seeing a young woman.
Upon further inspect, she looked human... enough. Though there were some differences, that he couldn't care to pay more attention too. Ralis cast a glance at the crowd all around them. Their constant noise making was like a dull hum in his ears, with all their shouting and clapping and stomping. He really enjoyed those quiet fights... still, the young man made his presence known as he entered the arena, giving a half nod and a preoccupied look as some voice from out of nowhere announced his name.
"Wait... how did know who I was..." he asked quietly, to no one in particular. His eyes widened and he suddenly glanced behind him, seeing nothing. Then his eyes blinked, calming himself. "Oh, that's right. I signed that thing..." he shrugged yet again, before stretching his arms out high above his head. Some slight cracks and pops sounded from his shoulders and back, making him groan in a sort of relived fashion, ready now. He cast a glance at his female fighter over there, seeing her staring him down.
Ralis decided to try and milk as much fun as he could from this first match, since the next matches might require too much serious, and take all the fun out of it. He stood there, completely still, analyzing her from afar, grinning to himself as his ivory locks dangled over his eyes and brow over and over while he tilted his head to the side, awaiting any form of attack. He didn't see much armor on her, nor weapons, so he assumed she was some sort of magic wielder. And in moments, he was correct.
Two blasts of fire were thrown from her hands and hurtled across the arena air, aiming to strike straight at him. Ralis chuckled darkly to himself, loving the feel and the sight of fire, how it made the air so toasty and the eyes water. He held both his hands up and the air between his fingers and in front of his palms radiated with heat before he ignited two bolts of fire, sending them flying to collide with the woman's attacks. The four fireballs intersected and exploded into each other, becoming smoke and hot air, sizzling in midair.
Ralis was impressed so far with his opponent and her use of fire. He decided to test just how she was with the most supreme and far superior form of magic - darkness. Ralis tried to catch this girl offguard, while a tendril of shadows quietly rose from out of the woman's own shadow behind her, reaching up and suddenly snapping backwards, flinging itself to try and smack the woman in the back and knock her down.
"This should be pretty fun, huh?" he called out to her as he started walking closer.
"It's a sense of touch. I think we all miss that touch so much, that we crash into each other, just to feel something."