Erina raised her hand and glared at her hand as she tensed it closed and then looked toward the sky. She had to face her judgement sometime and she felt this was really her moment. She had some times that fire girl who she always spoke and trained but now is not the time to be thinking about them right this second. She was brought back to present by a flicker of wind against her face and at that moment, she would decide to fight to right all wrongs that she had done in the past, they were all a distant memory and she had to accept that and just move on. Even if she did learn to turn off her emotions. 


She stepped forward after hearing the order to take a step. She rested her hand on her gunsword at her side and just breathed in slowly as she steadied her heartbeat. 

"[color=00a651]I choose to fight to right all the wrongs I did. If you would have me, I'd be honoured to serve.[/color]"


She was the most skilled of the Aema, she had pushed past their limits, she had lost her former powers though but still had a skill unmatched by other Aema. Her name was Erina Palmer, a name lost to the ages and forgotten by some tongues. She had done enough chaos with her inherent power. The curse of bad luck, yes, that was the most draining of all her abilities. She had to toughen up and not anyone die this time around...