As Fuumi purged his body of impurities and armored himself for this incredible battle, Marina spat vaguely in Yuta's direction, a gesture of disgust at his general air of cowardice and shit taste in hairgel. Of course, between the constant assault on the eyes, nose, and mouth her body was putting out, there was no possible way he could remain close enough to actually get a good look at the pair. This wasn't even going into the fact that the shimmering waves Marina seemed to give off were more than enough to scramble any visual of the duel. In short, any secrets either contestant held were safe- not that Marina was smart enough to keep secrets.

She drew five cards and snickered quietly to herself. There was no way one as perfect and capable as herself could lose to this- this [i]relatively normal human being[/i]! She may as well give this poor child a handicap as, after all, he would be needing it.

[color=f49ac2]"Be grateful, serf! I, the great and powerful Princess Marina Viktoryia Kohut shall allow you the honor of taking the first turn! Oh~ho-ho-ho!"[/color]