[center][h2]Ally[/h2][/center]
[center][b]Race:[/b] Human
[b]Power Level: [/b]910
[b]Location:[/b] Dragon Fist Dojo- Garden
[b]Tagging:[/b] [@Sudkurve][/center]

"Yeah, of course," Ally agreed as Tiberius described their goals for making their way to the gym.  Sure, she wanted a possible fight at the other gym- whether it be one in positive or negative spirits-, but resolving the situation was their main priority.  Plus, didn't he mention it was in Capital City?  She couldn't remember the last time she visited her brother and father since she was so busy with Dragon Fist training and instructing.  She decided she would do her best to make time to visit her family after taking care of the gym situation.

Tiberius then clenched his fist and raced away to the World Tournament regulation arena.  Ally chuckled.  Maybe she didn't need a fight from another gym.  She sprinted after him, trailing behind by a mere few feet.  The woman kicked at the ground as hard as she could, trying to gain speed.  She shook her head; no matter what she did it always felt like she was one step behind Tiberius.  [i]Not today![/i]

She followed him up and to the arena, body warmed from the mini race.  "You ready to get your butt kicked today?" she teased, rolling out her neck.  Though she joked, she knew every fight with Tiberius was a fierce one.  Both refused to let the other win, to let the other prove superior.  It was as though whenever one of them came out on top, the other proved triumphant the next time around.  Initially, this drove Ally insane.  On top of that, Tiberius received extra training from his father from a young age.  Ally always wondered if she had received the same training, would she be as strong as Tiberius today, or stronger?  Although these thoughts occasionally nagged at her mind, she learned to let the anger from them go.  Regardless of past training, they were both excellent fighters, and Ally wouldn't trade that for the world.

Her gaze, now hard and focused, was on her rival.  "I'm ready when you are."