Enola stood surrounded by a plethora of trees, some dead but most alive. Several rays of light penetrated the gigantic tree tops and the grassy ground. Listening close, the rushing of a nearby stream could be heard (including the splashing of an occasional fish). Beyond that, the forest-like area was rather peaceful and without much noise. In fact, Enola couldn’t help but admire the beauty of the area.
Enola was standing casually, humming a tune and checking the sheathed sword – dubbed Perseguidor – around her waist. Recognizing the likelihood of violence, she opted not to wear her usual maid uniform, but rather her job uniform. She was certainly as ready as she was ever going to be for this fight. Neither fear nor confidence filled the woman. Instead, she was curious; she wondered innocently about the personality of her opponent. She hoped , whoever her opponent was, that he or she wasn’t a blood-thirsty maniac. Then again, she didn’t want pacifist for an opponent. Where would the spirit of the game be in that? That’s exactly how Enola viewed this impending fight: a game. While it was fairly obvious she’d probably be hurt, Enola hadn’t fully comprehended the danger of her situation.
The young woman sighed, taking her mind off her surroundings for a moment for the most idiotic thing: did she remember to turn the stove off? Oh! That’s right though, she was about to fight. No time for thinking of that sort of nonsense. Still… what if the house catches on fire? Enola shook her head to clear her mind and smiled dumbly. Oh yeah… she had to concentrate.
This fight was going to be tough.
HP: 100%
MP: 100%
Items:
Buffs:
Active Spells:
Cooldowns:
Enola was standing casually, humming a tune and checking the sheathed sword – dubbed Perseguidor – around her waist. Recognizing the likelihood of violence, she opted not to wear her usual maid uniform, but rather her job uniform. She was certainly as ready as she was ever going to be for this fight. Neither fear nor confidence filled the woman. Instead, she was curious; she wondered innocently about the personality of her opponent. She hoped , whoever her opponent was, that he or she wasn’t a blood-thirsty maniac. Then again, she didn’t want pacifist for an opponent. Where would the spirit of the game be in that? That’s exactly how Enola viewed this impending fight: a game. While it was fairly obvious she’d probably be hurt, Enola hadn’t fully comprehended the danger of her situation.
The young woman sighed, taking her mind off her surroundings for a moment for the most idiotic thing: did she remember to turn the stove off? Oh! That’s right though, she was about to fight. No time for thinking of that sort of nonsense. Still… what if the house catches on fire? Enola shook her head to clear her mind and smiled dumbly. Oh yeah… she had to concentrate.
This fight was going to be tough.
HP: 100%
MP: 100%
Items:
- Perseguidor
Buffs:
- Improved Balance
- Improved Reflexes
Active Spells:
Cooldowns: