She kept her waiting room dark as the arena outside cheered on through the thick walls. She has not been in a serious fight yet, but she needed to learn how one way or another, especially one without using magic. She remembered how new members of the old syndicate would always go to an arena in order to prove themselves stronger than most. Braile herself never participated in those tournaments and kept to her job.
She felt her Katars in her sleeve firmly tucked away in a sheath so they do not cut her while hiding them. The tournament she signed up for was one for fighting with weapons only. She couldn't rely on her physical strength due to her extremely lithe body, but she had amazing speed and was hoping to use that to her advantage. After working up the courage to move, Braile stood towards the entrance she needed to take to get to the center arena. She kept her hands in her sleeves the whole time as to keep a firm grip on her blades. She took a deep breath and walked through the hallway.
The sounds of raving fans of the tournament grew louder and louder as she walked through her dark tunnel towards the arena. The end of it was glowing brightly with light and she squinted her eyes as she finally entered the arena. The audience was going wild at the sight of the blonde hair, seemingly genderless kitsune stepping up to the plate. Now the only thing she had to do was wait for her opponent to enter the arena and fight her, one on one.
She felt her Katars in her sleeve firmly tucked away in a sheath so they do not cut her while hiding them. The tournament she signed up for was one for fighting with weapons only. She couldn't rely on her physical strength due to her extremely lithe body, but she had amazing speed and was hoping to use that to her advantage. After working up the courage to move, Braile stood towards the entrance she needed to take to get to the center arena. She kept her hands in her sleeves the whole time as to keep a firm grip on her blades. She took a deep breath and walked through the hallway.
The sounds of raving fans of the tournament grew louder and louder as she walked through her dark tunnel towards the arena. The end of it was glowing brightly with light and she squinted her eyes as she finally entered the arena. The audience was going wild at the sight of the blonde hair, seemingly genderless kitsune stepping up to the plate. Now the only thing she had to do was wait for her opponent to enter the arena and fight her, one on one.