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Cai (Brigandine) |
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Magical energies that control the universe flow through his gentle hands. Knowledge of a wise king rests in his golden-capped head. His face is that of a common man, and his heart is pure. Cai, the silent wise king, has come to show light the might of Forsena's magic. Exablast shall burn with with the purity of Cai's spirit and quickly eat through the pathetic, vain shell of Lucia. A simple test is the start of his reentry to the DL, and it's one that certainly will not last long. |
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Heard the expression that someone "is a lover, not a fighter?" Lucia... well, she's not a fighter. Outclassed by her regal opponent in most ways that matter, Lucia's definitely in a tight spot. She can boost her speed and strength through the Aim crest, but Cai's healing is still a considerable snag in any battle plans. In the end, she may just have to hope the Death card turns up in her favor. Unless, of course, some suggestive dancing could encourage Cai to find something better to do with his time... |
superaielman Cai stood at ringside, his spells and book at hand. Facing him.. "Quite the fight. Instead of a punishing fighter, I get Lucia. So it goes." Preparing a spell, he heard a voice from the crowd. "Caiii! I bet you can't beat her without using an attack spell!" Merriot's voice sounded gleeful, and there was a twinkle in her eye. "You're on. And when I win, you'll be doing my laundry for the next week." Cai readied his weapon, and walked into the ring.. --- Merriot walked in and out of Cai's room, hauling a large load of clothes each time. Cai was sitting on his bed and reading, a slight smile on his face. "Who knew Lucia was so bad that you didn't even need a single attack spell? Sigh.." Cai closed his book briefly, and looked at his miserable sister. "Know your enemy, and you're halfway to winning the battle. Oh, don't forget my undershirts." Cai: 21 |
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