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Serah

Serah


D-rank
Serah put on a further burst of speed. This was a clear area, relatively free of any greenery that she could use to conceal herself within, so a slow approach wouldn’t do it, especially since she knew Aqua could already be at the objective. It was located midway between the two identical, ancient structures that they had come to know as Mihoko Castle and Sumimoto Castle respectively, named after the senseis whose teams would use these grand, if worn down, structures as bases of operations for their ‘Capture the Flag’ sessions held once every few months. Both Mihoko-sensei and Sumimoto-sensei would oversee the entire game, but unless a life-or-death situation did somehow come up, neither sensei would step in to give advice or knock some sense into their teams. The two teams were all alone, with nothing to back them up but themselves.

Somehow, her team had been intercepted at the first bridge, which was the one leading to the central island where their objective had been located. Aqua’s team must have put on a significant burst of speed to have intercepted them on their side of the environment, but this could only play to their strengths; if the enemy team had expended more energy, it meant they would have less to hold off her teammates, meaning they could more than likely capitalise on the advantage that their clans gave them over their opponents, whichever they were be it Keishi Hyuga or Matsu Kimura, beating them with ease. The only wild card in the picture was Aqua Uchiha, her sister who had been absent when Keishi and Matsu had ambushed their team at the bridge, on their side.

Serah would have stayed back to fight with her team, but the objective was time-sensitive. If she didn’t hurry, Aqua could be well on her way back to Sumimoto Castle while she and her teammates took on Aqua’s own, who were looking more and more like decoys the more she sprinted through the middle island and realised that there was no flag in sight. It was impossible to miss; it was three metres long and the flag should have been waving in the afternoon breeze, taking up one metre of the pole and being one-and-a-half metres itself. Did Aqua already claim it? Had her burst of speed, accompanying her teammates, been enough to snatch victory away from Team Mihoko even before the battle had even begun?

To her relief, she spotted the red colour of the flag in the distance, buried into the ground two meters deep. Being so close to the ground, the flag hadn’t caught wind, and wasn’t waving. So that’s what Mihoko-sensei and Sumimoto-sensei were playing at. Although… it could have been Aqua’s doing, and this entire thing was a trap. She remembered from their previous game that the flag had been perched high and mighty… and with a start she stopped in her run. The flag was in sight; now all that was left was to claim it and return. But, before that, she scanned her surroundings. Were there traps nearby? Was Aqua going to ambush her? But… that didn’t make sense. Why would Aqua ambush her when she could just as easily claim the flag and be on her way? Better to finish the game before her teammates were beaten so she could secure a complete victory, right?

With that train of thought, and with the lack of any danger in the immediate surroundings, Serah dashed over to the flag, wrenching it out of the ground with a few twists and wrapping the flag around the pole to minimise air resistance, before holding it with both hands and pointing it parallel to the ground, and dashing back to Mihoko Castle. The flag was tucked underneath her right arm, so as to not interfere with the odachi slung over her left hip, and with the red coating the tip of the flag, it seemed as if she were wielding a lance, a thought which brought slight humour to the girl on the battlefield.

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Aqua

Aqua


D-rank
‘All according to plan,’ Aqua’s mind recited for the second time that day, specifically for the second time since the entire battle had begun. She stood behind one of the massive stone cylinders, the left one from an incoming individual’s perspective, worn down by age, just out of sight of anyone approaching. While she leaned on the cold stone, browning from the years, her guard could not be more up as her eyes flickered all around her vision, focusing mainly on the curved path leading straight up to this castle, Mihoko Castle.

Serah had been impulsive when she her team had been engaged. Believing what her eyes beheld and not what they failed to see, she had rushed forward across the bridge while Keishi and Matsu’s false attempt at stopping her had been enough to convince Junichi and Hirotsugu that their duty was to stall Serah’s team while Aqua got to the flag. Junichi and Hirotsugu had positioned themselves between Aqua’s teammates and Serah, doing all they could, or so they believed, to hold off Aqua’s two skilled teammates who played their part with expertise. None of Serah’s teammates, nor her sister herself, had noticed that Aqua had been crouching beneath the bridge, balancing herself dangerously on the cliffs that led to the rushing water below, while keeping herself there by holding onto one of the thick, wooden stilts that connected the bridge to the cliff.

When she was confident her sister was out of sight, she had attacked Junichi from behind, a few Taijutsu shots more than enough to break his concentration sufficiently for Keishi to lock him down temporarily – but long enough – with his Gentle Fist technique. She had then moved the unconscious Sarutobi underneath one of the many trees in the vicinity while Keishi helped Matsu engage Hirotsugu, the two of them more then enough to force him to dance to their rhythm, pushing him towards the forests where he believed himself to be more superior, but where Aqua, Keishi, and Matsu knew he would be unable to warn Serah, or even see her coming, about the impending trap that her team would set up.

Currently, Aqua waited patiently at Mihoko Castle for her sister to arrive. Keishi and Matsu were still busy holding off hirotsugu, but she was confident in her ability not to defeat Serah, but to delay her enough that she’d be able to retrieve the flag. And just like that, she heard the footsteps sprinting back towards Mihoko Castle. Leaping back so she faced the entrance, with roughly five metres between her and the center of the entrance, she lay in wait patiently with three shuriken in hand. She would time them, so her throw would send the three throwing stars flying directly at Serah’s head as she dashed into the compound, and knowing it wouldn’t be enough, her right hand would fly to the handle of Rainfell and she would dash towards Serah, aiming to cut her left thigh on the side, a debilitating but not fatal strike.

WC: 516

Serah

Serah


D-rank
‘We win!’ Serah exclaimed mentally, but with no less excitement, as she sped past the entrance to Mihoko Castle. But, it was here that she realised something was wrong.

Hearing the small cutting of wind to her left, she only had enough time to twist her body to face the incoming projectiles, at the same time both hands moving the banner from underneath her right arm in front of her. Its wooden handle caught one shuriken, while another was deflected and Serah managed to dodge the last of the throwing stars by a mere inch, seeing it soar so close to her face and feeling the wind scrape harmlessly against her right cheek as it sailed past her head, taking with it only a few strands of pink hair.

‘Wha-?’

Her thought was cut short at the sight of a familiar blue-haired woman flying straight at her from the direction of the stars. Clearly, her sister, dressed in combat wear as she had seen her almost an hour ago, had been the attacker. Questions zipped past her mind. What happened to Hirotsugu and Junichi? Had they won? Had they lost? Had this all been a trap? She had no time to entertain each one though, as her instincts had her slamming the flag pole down in front of her to meet Aqua’s horizontal strike, which at this point would have left a nasty cut on the front of her left thigh. The sturdy flag pole would be enough to absorb Aqua’s strike, though Rainfell would cut all the way to the center of the blade, not enough to completely cut through but enough to tell Serah that Aqua was taking her on seriously, just the way she liked it.

Filing any questions for later, Serah used both her hands on the flagpole as leverage to raise herself above ground, pulling slightly to push herself forwards with her jump. Both her legs would tuck inwards as her body rotated such that she was sideways facing the ground, the left ponytail falling behind her head and the flagpole just in front of her chest, before she would kick outwards towards Aqua, both feet aiming to be planted into her head. At this point, Rainfell would be caught within the flagpole, unless Aqua had pulled it out in time, meaning that by extension Aqua would be no further than a meter or a meter and a half from the flagpole itself, allowing the full length of Serah’s body to easily reach Aqua’s skull. Unless her sister was smart enough, and quick enough, to dodge somehow from this distance, Serah knew she’d get the upper hand.

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Aqua

Aqua


D-rank
Aqua’s eyes narrowed as her sister used their objective as an impromptu shield. She felt Rainfell cut into the thick wood, piercing one inch into it and cutting it all the way to the center, and she let out a grunt as Rainfell’s momentum came to a halt, part of the sharp edge of her blade buried midway into their objective. The flag itself was still wrapped around the pole, with only a small piece of cloth at the end coming undone, but her attention was shifted to Serah’s quick counterattack.

Serah jumped, planning on planting her heels into Aqua’s face, and quickly, she yanked Rainfell out of flagpole. There was no difficulty in doing so; Rainfell wasn’t buried into the wood as much as her cut had just been stopped midway, and she managed to create half a meter’s gap between where she once stood and where she would be. Knowing this would not be enough, however, she turned to look at Serah’s right, turning her head to face that way. This was a dangerous move, for any mistake on her part could leave her with a sore neck from Serah’s attack. As she did this, her legs bent at the knees, and she channeled chakra to her shoes, feeling it pool at the base of her feet before she let it out in one burst, performing the Afterimage jutsu that she’d become so accustomed to.

She would appear to Serah’s right. Or, more accurately, she would appear to Serah’s right had Serah still been standing facing her previous position, that is to say Aqua now faced the entrance from within Mihoko Castle. She was currently a meter away from Serah, who was still mid-jump or mid-kick; semantics didn’t matter. Her legs were spread for balance, having stopped from such a quick jutsu, and her left hand was bent at the elbow inwards, prepared for her next action, or Serah’s. Her right arm held Rainfell to her right, already ready for a slash, and Aqua muttered a quick apology in her head as she aimed for Serah’s right shoulderblade, a more painful injury than she would have wanted for her sister, but not the most painful from their previous clashes on the battlefield.

WC: 390 + 516 = 906
135/150:

Serah

Serah


D-rank
Her attack missed, and she appreciated for a second that Aqua’s reflexes had allowed her to react to Serah’s impromptu counterattack before her eyes flickered upwards, from her perspective, and she saw her sister in mid-swing. The sharp edge of Rainfell was poised ready to cut into her shoulderblade, specifically her right one and the one now closer to the ground. Another moment went by as Serah appreciated that Aqua wasn’t aiming for her head; it would have been an easier target and one that was much harder to escape from, especially with Serah pulling what she did next.

Her left hand and right hand held tightly onto the flag, but given that it had angled slightly in the direction she was kicking due to her action, her response was already clear to her. Aqua, while to her technical right and a more accurate description, to her front, was swinging her blade in a wide arc. It wouldn’t collide with Serah from the front, but rather, from the top, from her perspective. As such, the girl pushed off of the wooden flag pole, feeling it creak slightly where Aqua had already damaged it, but grateful that it was strong enough to support her weight as she pushed off of it. Its angle to the ground provided the necessary horizontal contact force to keep it in place and not falling the opposite side as Serah pushed off in the direction she had kicked from.

Serah landed on both her feet in a crouch, just as Aqua’s blade would hit the wooden pole where her shoulder would have been. The flagpole broke in half, the bottom half falling towards her and the top half falling in the opposite direction, the flag itself coming undone and fluttering upwards in the wind as resistance pulled it open, before it gently fluttered onto the floor as both parts of their objective now lay broken at their feet. Serah, however, wouldn’t take her time to enjoy this; upon falling into a crouch, she would stand back up, spreading her legs wide with an outward step of her left leg and unsheathing her odachi from her left hip, wielding it with both hands and the tip angled forward to face Aqua.

This wasn’t the most strategic position. She was backed up against a wall at least five meters high, so there was no retreating further from Aqua’s attacks, meaning she would either have to hold her own here… or prepare a substitution on the other side of the courtyard. Spotting a piece of debris roughly her size, she channeled her chakra, preparing for a subtitution jutsu just in case it was necessary, but otherwise holding her ground against her sister, ready to engage in a fight at any notice.

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Aqua

Aqua


D-rank
The flag broke in half at the force of Aqua’s strike, but her true disappointment, and relief, came not at the damage she had done to their objective, knowing it was the cloth, the flag itself, that their sensei considered what would help them win, as well as their individual tactical awareness and luck, and instead jumped back. The bottom half of the flag she spotted as a possible material for substitution, being nearly her height, though the top half of the flag may have been more beneficial as the cloth of the flag could have made up for the rest of her body mass’s discrepancy.

She ignored the quick line of thought that insinuated she was heavier or fatter than she liked to admit, and examined the battlefield. Currently, Serah was backed up against the far wall on the opposite side of the courtyard, while Aqua stood beside the large cylinder that made up one half of the gate. This was the one that any incoming person would see as the one to the right, leaving a good three meters of space between the two of them. Fortunately, anyone incoming would also be unable to spot the two of them fighting, with Serah hidden behind the left side of the wall, while Aqua herself was hidden behind one half of the gate’s massive concrete and stone cylinders, also breaking due to age.

Aqua held Rainfell in her right hand, her hand angled downward and forward, with Rainfell angled towards Serah, but not pointing directly at her. The rest of her body was angled slightly to her back, allowing her to face Serah mainly from her right side, while keeping the rest of her body at relative safety. Her feet were shoulder width apart, giving her enough poise to stand upright and with regality, while also providing enough room for her to make any quick changes to her stance if Serah were to attack from another direction, or if Hirotsugu were to somehow get past Keishi and Matsu, although in the latter case, it would be three on two, and Aqua’s team worked well if not splendidly together.

She watched Serah’s stance, the same one her sister adopted every time she prepared for a swordfight. Both feet apart, body angled forwards, left ponytail dropping in front of her left shoulder, sword poised at the ready… it was the same stance that Aqua had grown used to, just as she was sure Serah was similarly familiar with her own stance. However, Aqua would not make the first move. A preparation ready and her still slightly winded from the quick use of Afterimage, she would wait for Serah to make the first move, so she could properly counteract it. In a situation such as this, reaction was often better than action itself.

WC: 475 + 906 = 1381
135/150:

Serah

Serah


D-rank
Serah stood there, waiting, preparing, both hands gripped around the handle of her odachi, feeling the rough clothe press into her skin every time she squeezed harder to calm her nerves. Her eyes remained fixated on Aqua, who had adopted the same stance that she always did whenever she prepared to engage an enemy: body twisted so she faced her opponent with her right side, the very same side where Rainfell would be held and poised to respond first to her opponent’s attacks, wielded like a fencer but dancing like every other sword that Serah knew of; her feet were shoulder-width apart, right leg ahead of the left, both firmly planted on the ground, but ready to move with any current that washed over the tide of the battle. Serah angled her blade upwards, feeling the thin edge of the rusty odachi rise in the center of her vision, splitting the image of Aqua into two parts.

Neither moved. It was a standstill. But it was one that Serah couldn’t afford. She was so close to winning, yes, but at what cost? She had a bad feeling welling up within her chest regarding her teammates. Aqua seemed far too confident, and her presence at Mihoko Castle seemed too coincidental. Somehow, Serah just knew that Aqua had done something to her teammates. Or, one of her teammates, if her team being absent from the scene was any indication. It was likely Hirotsugu who was still fighting, she assumed, since his techniques gave him a superior advantage over almost all ninja his age, but even then it was two on one. Hirotsugu was good, but he wasn’t that good, especially with the enigmas that were Aqua’s teammates. Serah didn’t have any time to lose. She had to hurry and get this over with, meaning she couldn’t continue this entire standstill, and she suspected Aqua’s lack of incentive to begin their fight anew meant the same scenario had ran through her sister’s sharp mind.

Pushing off with her right leg, Serah quickly closed the distance between them, crossing the three meter gap in less than a second, during which she’d brought her odachi up over her head, ending in a downward swing, aimed to cut Aqua straight down her skull. Knowing that her sister would likely either dodge or block her hit, Serah began molding chakra within her chest. Should Aqua dodge the hit, Serah would unleash a Great Fireball jutsu in her sister’s direction, but the true beauty of her plan would be put into motion should Aqua choose to block her hit instead; with their blades locked, Serah would find it easy to breathe the Great Fireball jutsu onto Aqua.

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Spoiler:

Aqua

Aqua


D-rank
Aqua stood, her posture straight and ready for anything that Serah would throw her way. The two sisters stared each other down for what seemed like aeons, although a minute or two had actually passed. Capture The Flag games between their teams, and by proxy between them, always went down like this. The two sisters would more likely than not end up being pit against each other, if only because they either implicitly or explicitly knew how to maneuver their teammates into making the most exploitable situations for their own teams; where Serah would do this subconsciously, throwing directions to her teams, Aqua herself would know why she commanded either Keishi or Matsu to do what they did on the battlefield. It was a different tactic for each of them, but it was one that almost always ended up with them pitched against each other.

Where pawns and knights took each other out on the  chessboard, the queens were always the ones to keep each other on their toes. And in this metaphor, Aqua was the black queen to Serah’s white, the two women the most praised on their teams. Aqua, clearly for the intellect that she displayed above that of her teammates, while Serah’s well-rounded nature and supposed good luck made her Mihoko-sensei’s favourite student. The two were the deadliest dancers on their teams if thrown into any series of battles, and while they wouldn’t always come out on top where their teammates may have, they would retain the most wins out of the three people who made up the Genin in their ninja cell.

Maybe it was because of this that Serah realised she couldn’t wait around forever. Regardless of the reason, Aqua prepared herself when her sister shot forward like a bullet, odachi raised high above her head. It would come down with way too much force for her to deflect, yet there wasn’t anywhere advantageous that Aqua could simply leap to in order to displace herself from the swing of Serah’s blade. Her right leg stepped back to provide her with the force she would need, the metal heel slamming down with a clang against the ground as she rotated her wrist, Rainfell with it, such that her blade was now horizontal and pointing outwards. Her left hand held the back portion of her blade, just behind the actual sharp edge itself, as Serah’s odachi came down in the middle of her weapon, blocked in its entirety by the blunt middle portion of Rainfell.

Aqua struggled to keep Rainfell locked in position, her eyes narrowing with the effort she exerted, and it was then that she felt chakra build up within her sister’s throat. It was familiar, as if… Fire. Her sister blew out a stream of flames, and Aqua felt the heat from the flames lick at her skin, the jutsu passing through both their blades and leaving a small harmless cross in the middle of the fireball, which if possible made it slightly more terrifying than it otherwise would have been. Acting purely on instinct, she forced her chakra to reach for the flagpole, and within the blink of an eye the entire world around her shifted.

She was looking at the same cylinder she had been leaning against while waiting for Serah to arrive, and the upper half of the flag lay beside her to her right, the topmost portion of the flag pointing at her with the flag itself unwound, while the other tip of this pole beheld the crack of wood from whence she had broken it in half. She turned to look behind her and saw that lower half burning up amidst the unforgiving fires of her sister’s Great Fireball.

Aqua quickly righted herself back into the same stance that she had before, this time throwing an Ignorant Bliss jutsu at Serah should she turn around to face her. If this were to happen, Aqua would then, under the guise of her Genjutsu, dash behind Serah, running in a small arc behind her. However, she would have to see if her Genjutsu truly worked, or not.

WC: 698 + 1381 = 2079
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Serah

Serah


D-rank
Serah felt both success and guilty at her success when she felt her plan fall into motion, the fireball breathing out from between her lips, aimed for her sister’s body to catch the most of her in the attack. One would think her crazy for being willing to scar her sister as such, both on the inside and the out, but her sister would have thought her crazier and most unforgivable if she had let an opportunity like that slip by. The two of them were ninja and they suffered for the consequences of their actions and inactions. And, even if she had been hit, their senseis would have been around to make sure no permanent scarring occurred to the two sisters, whose fights were almost always the most intense compared to those of their teammates.

The line of her attack would, coincidentally, cross the intersection of their blades. While it dulled her attack, slightly by eliminating parts of it, the parts which came into contact with their two blades, she couldn’t help but feel childlike at the awe she expressed at the ‘cool’ shape it produced, like the inverse of a fiery cross-slash. Her awe was quickly extinguished when her sister’s form was hit by her attack, but the woman in question showed no signs of being in pain. Her ninja senses kicked in quicker than her humane side, and she felt the poof of smoke as chakra exploded and revealed her sister to be nothing more than the lower half of the stick that they had just broken.

Substitution.

Serah turned around to where she remembered the blade to be. While disappointed her sister had escaped, she was partly grateful in that she hadn’t actually hurt her sister too badly with that one attack, but mostly because she knew it was a Substitution Jutsu, and not another one of her sister’s elaborate use of Genjutsu, her favourite go-to specialisation in the heat of any battle, having foregone the more upfront and direct use of Ninjutsu. Unless, of course, this was another elaborate Genjutsu that her sister had conjured up to further fool her opponents into a lure of complacency.

Remaining on her guard, Serah saw her sister return to the same battle stance, this time at the entrance. Serah herself emulated the gesture, bringing them back to the standstill that they were before and this time planning her attack.

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Aqua

Aqua


D-rank
She’d made it behind her sister. Her eyes took stock of her entire surroundings. The battlefield was just as it was, and there was almost little displacement of anything in the area, except for the now burning piece of wood that was once the lower half of their objective, giving them that little more light in the sun of the afternoon. Aqua’s wedges clicked against the stone ground, completely concealed by the Genjutsu that she’d trapped her sister in, allowing herself to position herself behind her sister. As she got into position, she brought Rainfell down on her sister, aiming for her calves this time for a debilitating but also not fatal strike. Rainfell’s blade would come down in a diagonal arc, just a few degrees tilted anticlockwise from the horizontal, to slash at both of Serah’s calves, giving her one-inch cuts and hopefully incapacitating her enough.

As Aqua had been holding Rainfell with her right hand, and the attack had been mostly a right to left swing just as her right leg had landed behind her sister, the attack would bring Aqua rotating, and she would flow with this rotation, bringing her body facing backwards. Using her memory of her sister’s position, she would draw her left leg in just before she completely faced behind her sister, and lash out with it to catch her sister’s back with her left heel in an attempt to topple her sister face-first onto the ground, hopefully providing enough of a distraction for her sister to work through that she would be able to snatch the top half of the flag and run off back to Sumimoto Castle, aware that her sister would not be able to catch her should she do so, with her newfound injury.

However, her act of how to actually do that would be theorised and improvised later, when she saw her sister’s reaction to her attack. No need to get ahead of herself when her sister still had half her arsenal up her sleeves that she had yet to unveil upon Aqua, as well as any more that she may have learned in their own spare time.

WC: 369 + 2079 = 2448

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Serah

Serah


D-rank
Serah watched her sister stare at her from her battle stance, as if taunting her to attack again. That was the thing with Aqua. It was almost always mind games with her, in more ways than her simply weaving Genjutsu after Genjutsu after Genjutsu upon her opponent. Serah remembered how her previous attack, barely fifteen seconds ago, had gone. While she had gotten out of it with just one wasted technique, she was careful now not to make the same mistake. Her sister had used up her Substitution Jutsu, and it would likely be awhile before she was in any position to pull another one, but Serah remained wary of her sister, knowing that she could weave a Genjutsu to get herself out of any position if she wanted to.

Just as she planned to dash forward and engage her sister, the Fire Release: Misty Flame Dance and the Lightning Release: Arc Restraint now on her mind, coupled with the lack of space for Aqua to escape to that wouldn’t leave her close enough to the banner to get it, in an attempt to overpower her sister, she felt something nick at her calves. Very deeply. Ignoring the pain, she let the pull of the Substitution take her to safety, several meters back, and she collapsed onto her knees. Serah’s eyes widened when she was met with the image of Aqua looking at her, body bent forwards and Rainfell held out to her right, and the girl still turning as if ready to slash at her, only for her feet to lash out at the boulder she’d substituted with, causing it to explode in a puff of smoke as the chakra used to pull it away dissipated into thin air.

Still holding onto her odachi, Serah tried to slash at her sister, who was far too close to simply dodge. However, the loss of balance in her lower legs, coupled with the pain, caused her to drop onto all fours instead, dropping her odachi. She cursed her calf muscles for failing to support her weight any further with the damage that Aqua had done to her tendons, and instead she opted for the simple throw of a shuriken, fuelled with chakra as per her Ricochet technique. As she did so, she raised herself into a sitting position, her thighs resting on her calves, which caused them to sear in pain, and she quickly flew through a short set of handsigns, before blowing out an invisible but terrible-smelling gas, the Fire Release: Misty Flame Dance, which would envelope her sister entirely. Just because her initial plan had failed and been thwarted before its inception didn’t mean she couldn’t use it for something else, and should Aqua remain in the gas, she would lash out with the Lightning Release: Arc Restraint at the entrance, firstly to force her sister to dodge away from the castle entrance, but also to ignite the Misty Flame Dance gas in hopes of catching Aqua completely in the radius of the explosion.

The training wheels had come off. First blood had been drawn. And Serah wasn’t ready to lose because of it.

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Aqua

Aqua


D-rank
Aqua’s slash connected with Serah’s calves, though her following kick hit something far too hard to be her sister. Then, in front of her eyes, as she was still facing away from where she thought Serah to be, Serah herself poofed into view. The resulting explosion of smoke from where she had kicked Serah proved to Aqua that she’d used the Substitution, just like she did, to avoid a strike, although having escaped from her initial slash may have been more beneficial to Serah.

By now, Aqua had landed in a crouch, facing where Serah used to be before she had attempted the Substitution, and she heard the sound of knees impacting against the stone ground, likely Serah’s, now robbed of the use of her legs from the slight but vicious cut that Aqua had given her. Seeing the top half of the flagpole still next to the entrance and nothing stopping her from escaping, she rushed in front, throwing out her left hand and grabbing the top half of the banner and wedging part of the flag itself around the wooden pole, before her eyes caught the sight of something metallic flying toward her.

Shuriken!

Turning herself to face Serah so that she could bring her blade between herself and the shuriken’s path, she swung upwards, deflecting the shuriken. To her surprise, though, it continued spinning, its momentum not at all deflected, and Aqua’s calculations of its incoming trajectory, which more or less would intercept with her path, was interrupted when her nostrils caught the familiar scent of the Fire Release: Misty Flame Dance. Partially aware of the trap she had fallen into, Aqua performed the Afterimage jutsu, speeding as far as she could as fast as she could away from Mihoko Castle, and continuing to speed back to Sumimoto Castle, aware that her teammates would be keeping Hirotsugu busy until the entire game ended, while Serah was in absolutely no condition to chase after her.

It was time to secure her team’s victory.

WC: 342 + 2448 = 2790

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Serah

Serah


D-rank
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