Swift as a coursing river, with the force of a great typhoon, and all the strength of raging fire, Tempest is back and ready to make a mark on Light like the rest of his fellow cast-mates have for seasons past. His bow and whip ready, the proud warrior is ready to prove his mettle against the best Light has to offer. Unfortunately, he'll have to wait a while for that - Aerith isn't exactly the top tier in Light. Staff whacks won't do much against the fast, strong, and resilient plains warrior. With the range advantage, Tempest can run circles around the Cetra, peppering her with arrows and whip lashes while she tries to fight back. A limit on her end is even out of the question - she's not going to get the chance to get one off while Tempest pressures her with his swift, deadly blows. Victory awaits - and the promise of greater glory waits in the wings for the skilled young nomad.
