That windy hussy from the Island Nations thinks she's sooooooooo hot, eh? Just because she happens to live in a place where Lemina can't exactly afford to visit in holidays, she thinks she can gloat? Well, Lemina just has to set things straight! Nothing like a little Catastrophe to rain on an island girl's parade. While Maxine is a tad faster than Lemina, the girl from Vane outdamages her by far, and Shining Wind isn't going to cut it against Lemina's onslaught. The islands will just have to be closed early in the face of hurricane Lemina. And then, maybe she'll just fetch a vacation package to Costa del Sol.
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So, Maxine is confined to Middle? While a certain other notoriously frail Suikoden wind mage gets to play in Heavy? The nerve! Obviously, she'll have to set things right by vanquishing all contenders in her path. And her enemy is slow, frail and not powerful enough. Without a reliable one-hit kill, Lemina has no hope of defeating Maxine. The parasitic healing of Shining Wind will easily fix the damage done by Catastrophe while sending the money-grubbing mage to her knees. Maxine ain't letting the winning record of Suikoden 4 end with her.
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The natural thing to assume here would be that perverts would gravitate to this match like honey.
Certainly, everyone else expected it.
Lemina had hired hundreds of guards, and both Maxine and Lemina had carefully chosen clothes that were tear resistant, undergarments that were as little revealing as possible, and had gone to every effort to look their best.
(Well...if all else fails, it's best to not have people shuddering at you if you end up in a mud pit, isn't it?)
Unfortunately, Piastol had, without warning or notice, shot all the perverts out a cannon into deep space.
As it turns out, the Sister Ray can easily be retrofitted into a high velocity railgun. A few additional modifications, and you can even use it as a spaceship catapult that would allow people to be lofted into space with a mere 85% casualty rate. So, a special party held by proxies, some well drugged food, and voila, no more pervert problem.
Naturally, Edge was the proxy. Well, Piastol had told him to do it or die. Edge didn't let on that he would have paid her to launch Sten into deep space.
Unforunately, no one had really bothered to aim the cannon.
And, so, the warefaring high-velocity cannon shell sheared into the orbital weather-control space station, Zelan, which had been moved into Duelling League orbit around the time of it's founding, to control the weather.
And so, it rained clothes-eating acid rain for about twelve days after this. Eventually, Wren and Demi managed to kill most of them and ship them back to the League, to Piastol's great joy. She was sick of wearing a heavy rain coat all the time, and taking it out on someone would be nice.
As for the match?
Well, Maxine had seen that it was cloudy that day, and that they had an outdoors arena. So, she brought a raincoat. It looked silly, and it felt silly, but she figured, with perverts on the move, it still wasn't really a bad idea.
Lemina didn't.
And so, Lemina fled the arena, leaving Maxine the victor.
Lemina Ausa: 27
Maxine: 38
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