"I'll end this in a flash. If you're lucky, you won't die. If not, then...tough luck."
"Mhm, sure, we'll see about that. Who knows, maybe you're strong enough to make me use my blades. If not, then...you'll lose without me needing to so much as lift a finger," Responded Aster, a taunting smirk on his face as the countdown began, while thinking to himself, "Come to think of it, it's been some time since I've used my blades in battle. My Magic's been more than enough, so I haven't needed to use them. Hope I haven't gotten too rusty."
"Cocky bastard...just you wait, I'll wipe that smirk off your face," His opponent growled, electric sparks crackling around his fingers.
He was from Aurora's team, one of her enemies in her world. Naturally, she was rooting for Aster to win...and hoping that he'd end up killing his opponent, though Aster was gunning to knock him out instead.
