Dixie

Her ears pricking up in eager anticipation at the sound of her team’s name being called over the loudspeaker, Serendice runs her fingers slowly over the smooth hilt of her sword.

“Team Lahrien vs. Team Rivendell!” The crackling voice rings through the arena.

Serendice steps into the ring. She is always the first of the girls to battle, as she is the eldest and feels she has earned it.

Kneeling with her tremendous sword vertically implanted in the earth before her, she lowers her head against the hilt for a moment in silent meditation, then raises up to meet her opponent. A dark, foreboding elf dressed entirely in black steps proudly into the ring, clutching in one hand a long iron staff.

When the elf stops a few feet from Serendice, she breathes in deeply and lunges. The elf brings the rod up horizontally to block Serendice’s attack, but Serendice drops at the last second and whips the sword across the elf’s ankles, causing him to topple over and drop his staff. Before he can recover it, Serendice is on top of him, bringing the giant sword down with surprising precision and control considering its size. At the last moment, she flicks her wrist and hits the elf across the head with the hilt of the sword, knocking him out instantly.

Swinging the sword around, she sheathes it and returns to her companions while the elf is dragged from the ring.

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