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Haschel couldn’t be happier. He’s been ten seasons without a duel, and now he’s alone in the arena with an attractive woman. He’ll have to beat her into the dirt to advance, of course, but, he’s more worried about striking out with Liete than losing the match. His already-powerful Omni-Sweep addition can be augmented with the Brass Knuckle, allowing him to fell Liete with a single blow, or the Destroyer Mace, which augments his strength as he gets closer to death. Or he can take flight as the Violet Dragoon, drastically increasing both his strength and his defense. Whichever way, elemental magic will prove no match for good old-fashioned fist fighting. |
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The mystical magess Liete returns to the arena, ready to color her tablet red once more! And even though Haschel lacks the pizzaz her last opponent had, it will nevertheless be an excellent opening battle. With the mystical might of Enclose, Liete can hold the dirty old man down, helpless, and pelt him relentlessly with powerful meteors, cyclones and hand-drawn dragons! And while Haschel may be more agile than the sorceress, Liete posseses far more physical and magical resilience than the old man, allowing her to weather even his toughest blows. A few quick strokes later, Liete's tablet will be a little bit closer to that magenta color she's looking to capture. |
Superaielman Liete is innocent enough to fit right in with Justin and company as they explored the world of Grandia. Obviously, she has no experence with dirty old men, or in this case, how to handle them. So when Haschel made a pass at her, Liete giggled and hugged him. Haschel was so shocked his pass at her worked, that he promptly grabbed Liete in a private place, and whispered some very inapprorate things. Liete, of course, just giggled and smiled, and seperated herself from Haschel.. and Red Shocked him right into the godlike stands of the arena. Sadly for Haschel, he landed right between Luca Blight and Kefka. Even sadder for him, he both knocked over Kefka's popcorn, and asked what Luca's mother was doing later this evening. Rumor has it that took seventeen clerics to reassemble Haschel's body parts. Haschel: 12 |
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