Fyte rushed into the arena, anxious that she was going to be late for this match. She'd missed the first calling and the second and final calling had just been announced. If she was a human right now, she'd be blushing in embarrassment, that's for sure.
In her rush, she hadn't got a good look at her opponent but she was sure it was a Lucain. Which was sort of a relief, considering she had just gotten crushed by a Luxard in her last match. She wasn't going to be fooled by the size difference though, considering she had also got her butt whipped by a Draculi at the start.
Snorting she lowered her head and prepared herself to charge the moment she saw the Lucain enter the arena.
(Using Puncture)
In her rush, she hadn't got a good look at her opponent but she was sure it was a Lucain. Which was sort of a relief, considering she had just gotten crushed by a Luxard in her last match. She wasn't going to be fooled by the size difference though, considering she had also got her butt whipped by a Draculi at the start.
Snorting she lowered her head and prepared herself to charge the moment she saw the Lucain enter the arena.
(Using Puncture)