"FOREST TIGER AND DECEMBER BOLT!"
Chiyako turned to her anima's. "That's our cue, you guys! Let's have some fun, shall we?"
And so, followed closely behind by her two anima (Zohar still grumbling about his ribbon), Chiayko entered the fighting ring! Chiyako's competitor was a young boy about her age with short, blonde hair, and piercing blue eyes. He was dressed entirely in black and was wearing a pure white cape--and he looked ready for a fight! Chiyako shuddered and tried to remain foucesd on the battle. She turned to her anima's. "Now, remember." She said. "It's not about winning--It's about doing your best and having fun! Let's go show these people we know how to have a heckuva time, eh?" Zohar and Aishee exclaimed enthusiastically.
Then, the two human competitors shook hands. "Chiyako Koshikawa. I look forward to our competition." Chiayko said warmly. The boy looked surprised for a moment, then his face straightened, and he replied, "Satoshi Yazushi. May the best trainer win." And with that, they turned and headed to the opposite ends of the fighting ring, faced each other, and took a ready stance.
"BEGIN!" The announcer called.
None of the opponents moved. They knew they were all evenly matched. And so they waited for the right moment...
"NOW!" Came the two competitor's voices, ordering their anima at the same time to attack!
They all flew for each other at the same moment and collided, attacking quickly and gracefullly. The anima fought each other while Chiyako faced the other human opponent. "Nice anima." She said, genuinely pleased with his fighters.
"Thank you." He replied curtly. They attacked each other with standard Samurai swords (blunted for safety). However, the swords were just for warm up.
"You know, you don't fight too bad. For a girl, that is." The boy said between attacks. Their swords crossed, and they held the position for a moment, each struggling to gain the advantage.
"I was just about to say the same to you." Chiyako replied as she felt the strain of holding back her opponent.
The tension between their crossed swords did not falter. And in the mean time, their animas fought ferociously about them--neither prevailing. Finally, Chiayko started to wonder if this tension would ever end. Let's speed this up a bit, shall we? She thought. And in the next instant, she had contacted her powers, and in one, single movement, leaped over her opponent and landed squarely behind him and tapped him on the back with the flat of her sword.
He spun around.
"Impressive." Was the last word she heard before Chiyako was sent flying backwards by some unseen forcefield. "Wow!" She exclaimed as she hit the ground.
"Mistress! Are you alright?" Aishee exclaimed, seeing what had happened. "Never better!" Chiyako replied, jumping to her feet, and charging back into the fight.
"Forcefields, eh?" She asked as she returned to the fight. The boy simply shrugged. "This is going to be interesting." Chiyako said to herself.
The fight raged on for the next half hour, neither side succeeding--but both weakening.
Can't... go on... much longer like this... Chiyako thought as she and her opponent attacked each other with magic and sword. She could see that her opponent's strength was wavering--and also the anima. But still they fought on.
Ten minutes later.
The announcer was preparing to call for a tie. The battle still raged. None of the opponents had yet fallen.
Chiyako felt as if she might faint any second. Yet still she fought. And then, she saw her chance to finish the fight once and for all! For her opponent had also become quite weary, and began to waver in his attacks. Chiyako knew it wasn't very sportsmanlike to take advantage of your opponent's fatigue but, in this situation, she knew that if she didn't, they may all very well fall ill from too much physical stress.
And so, she mustered up all the strength she had left and in one, swift movement, she made a final, fierce attack and her opponent collapsed to the ground. And then, it was over. The announcer declared her the winner, and she tried to stand upright, but she soon collapsed next to her opponent.
"Sorry, but... I had... to end it..." She panted. The boy was lying on the ground near her, breathing hard.
"It is good... that you did." He replied.
"I didn't... hurt you, did I?" She asked.
"Me?" The boy laughed quietly. "Never."
Chiyako nodded approvingly. Then she felt herself falling off into what one could almost call unconsciousness. It was not quite sleep, but she did not totally black out, however. She was simply fatigued. "That was a good... fight." She whispered just before her mind finally convinced her to sleep.
(OOC: Sorry if it's too long.
