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Same rules as the rest. Samus was recommended and should be argued for by Adam and Calix by Sleuth.
Samus has spent what felt like almost every day of her life fighting. Hell it wasn’t even her first time meeting folks as strange as this in the field of battle. To her, it was just how she had to do things. For the protection of Lives, the avenging of those already lost, and sometimes just to survive. Now things began to seem a tad more peaceful and so she walked onto the tournament field to fight purely because she wanted to. Her armor, crafted by the greatest hands in a race far gone, got a lot of attention from the audience, even though nobody on this planet knew who she was; her many weapons starting up made loud noise that stretched across the field. Her opponent was the opposite, unarmored and unarmed except for a small staff. He looked he was reading something, a green thread, too thin for words to be written. She tried to initiate conversation.
“Whatcha reading there pal?”
“Fate; it is not in your favor.” Sam could not help but laugh at this. This lead to her getting a scowl from her opponent.
“I am sorry it is just that... fate my friend was never really on my side since the day I was born... I pushed through anyway and now look at me.”
“You underestimate fate madam. Let us see what happens when you try and fight it.” Green magic bursted out around him, met in kind with a flurry of plasma. From here the madness began.
Samus has spent what felt like almost every day of her life fighting. Hell it wasn’t even her first time meeting folks as strange as this in the field of battle. To her, it was just how she had to do things. For the protection of Lives, the avenging of those already lost, and sometimes just to survive. Now things began to seem a tad more peaceful and so she walked onto the tournament field to fight purely because she wanted to. Her armor, crafted by the greatest hands in a race far gone, got a lot of attention from the audience, even though nobody on this planet knew who she was; her many weapons starting up made loud noise that stretched across the field. Her opponent was the opposite, unarmored and unarmed except for a small staff. He looked he was reading something, a green thread, too thin for words to be written. She tried to initiate conversation.
“Whatcha reading there pal?”
“Fate; it is not in your favor.” Sam could not help but laugh at this. This lead to her getting a scowl from her opponent.
“I am sorry it is just that... fate my friend was never really on my side since the day I was born... I pushed through anyway and now look at me.”
“You underestimate fate madam. Let us see what happens when you try and fight it.” Green magic bursted out around him, met in kind with a flurry of plasma. From here the madness began.