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Garan the Oracle is just the type of foe Ellen fears. Though he's usually a spellcaster, his abilities allow him to slice through Ellen's defenses without breaking a sweat, and destroy her MP in one swift attack. And with a deadly phyiscal attack striking her weakness, it seems all is lost for the young girl. But that's what they said last week, too. Myria, godlike champion, lies dead at her hands. Don't sell this strong, graceful woman short. Her respectable damage and defenses still make her a balanced fighter to overcome, and her heart and spirit has already seen her past one incredibly tall task in this godlike season. |
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The all-powerful baby-head returns, his pillow fluffed and ready to carry him into battle. The mighty mystic will be facing a tough battle, however; after all, Ellen recently defeated Myria - a past champion and one of Godlike's best. However, Garan holds advantages against Ellen that Myria could only dream of - in particular the dark-aligned Mind Assault, which has the power to break past St. Michael's powerful magic-reflecting shield and devour Ellen's magical energies. Though his other magic may not break her shield, he can still beat the Persona-user to death with his poisonous pillow, netting him a quick and easy win against one of Godlike's strongest fighters, and bringing him one step closer to a championship. |
Nephrite Ellen stood in the middle of the arena, tapping her foot. "Where is my opponent? I -am- supposed to be fighting, am I not?" Then, from the sky, Garan began floating down. Garan floated in front of Ellen, chuckling. "Nyaha! Here I am, wench! Let us see which one is truly the better magician!" Ellen stood there, completely stunned. "...Wow, that's a really nice pillow. Where did you get it?" Garan blinked, looking down. "What?! My pillow?! Well, if you really must know, I bought it from a nice antique store down the road..." With that, Ellen left to go buy a pillow so she could float on it, completely forgetting about the match she was supposed to have. Garan looked around. "Hello...? ...Hellooooo...? ...Hello my baby, hello my honey, hello my ragtime gal~." The rest, as you might imagine, has been removed due to the sheer horror value. Ellen Kirishima: 16 |
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