Rise of the Keys: Radiant Garden

RE: Radiant Garden

The murk of the eternal dusk cast over the rebuilding city played with the features of the landscape; weaving a picture of the battleground of light and darkness between the buildings and crumbling ruins of a rebuilding effort long past. The Hollow Bastion Restoration Committee had worked so hard for their work to fall once more to be reduced to rubble by Exonius and his cronies… It was enough to make one sick; and sick it made Marilyn Rosswind as she sat noiselessly in the shadows. It concealed her from her would-be opponent for the time being. Such a feat was amusing to her as she toyed with him before the fight had even begun.

The malice of the Nobody had shocked Marilyn initially, though it was not entirely unexpected of the being. Standing, she emerged from the shadows in a swift movement, clearly behind the Nobody in his howls of rage, and obviously out of sight. In her grace, the movements of an accomplished fighter were displayed in their most pure form. The air seemed to slow around her as her haunting eyes pierced the way ahead; the gentlest of warnings before the windstorm would begin. She smiled a cold, macabre smile. This will truly be a fight for him to remember. Tapping her opponent on the shoulder, she had him turn to face her before shouting a thunderous, ironic “BOO!” directly into his face.

Letting out a chuckle, the smile faded from her face and was replaced by a more serious visage. “I’m ready. Draw your weapon.” With that, in a singular motion, she withdrew her weapon from its place on her hip. She brandished the Poltergeist Voice in vicious arcs, before tapping her opponent on each cheek ever-so-lightly. “Listen here, good sir. Don’t waste my time with this fight, okay? I want this to have been worth my while.”

 

RE: Radiant Garden

“HAH! You're my opponent? This will be too easy.”

Marilyn smiled sadly as she saw that her opponent was underestimating her due to her frame. She let out a long sigh, and dodged the vicious slash of her opponent’s weapon by leaping to the right with speed that was almost unhuman. Her counterattack saw her whipping Poltergeist Voice down upon the exposed back of her enigmatic opponent; an attack which would leave gashes aplenty.

The man was inexperienced, it seemed, in the art of combat. This gave Marilyn the upper hand quite easily in the beginning. I hope this doesn’t turn out to be the waste of time it appears to be… she thought, bored, to herself. Shortly after her assault on her opponent’s back, she let out a rapid Aero, harnessing her control of the winds to cause a powerful gale to blow around her; green hair blowing in the wind. The windstorm instantly lifted the Nobody into the air above Marilyn, where she would immediately follow him with a leap upwards, stabbing her épée upwards at the underbelly of the man.

As she maneuvered through the breeze, she settled herself down gently onto the ground, as her opponent came down with a loud CRASH to the grounds of the rebuilding cobblestones of the Radiant Garden. As much as she didn’t want to damage the territory of the Rebellion, it was a measure she deemed necessary for the time…

 

RE: Radiant Garden

The shadowy blaze of the Dark Firaga caught Marilyn off guard as she attempted to dodge it with a powerful bound over top of the Nobody. She landed first on his shoulders, keeping her safely out of the way of the man’s wild slash, and - she hoped - his Dark Firaga. His reflexes seemed to be the spot she could best him in, which allowed her to make a carefully-executed Aero to launch herself higher above him. Her emerald hair gleamed in contrast with the dying glow of the Radiant Garden.

While midair, she made some quick assumptions in her head; her wits carefully battling that of the reckless and slow Nobody who was her opponent. As a fencer, she knew of the importance of agility through any means possible, and dodging the attacks of an opponent was entirely key. However, as a citizen of Halloweentown, she held dear the principle element: that of surprise. She positioned herself in a way that would place her behind her opponent, allowing her the attack that could give her the upper hand.

Landing gracefully with the dying breeze of her Aero spell, Marilyn lunged forward, and with a wicked slash of her épée, attempted once more to dispatch of this nuisance once and for all. Thoughts flashed through her head on a very rapid basis; What if he catches me with that Dark Firaga? Have I really underestimated my opponent so poorly that I could be ended right here, right now? Shaking her head and viciously slashing Poltergeist Voice on the backswing across the back of the Nobody, she freed herself of these thoughts.

No, I won’t die here.