[color=0076a3][h3][center]~~Seleth~~[/center][/h3][/color]
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Seleth had been impatiently awaiting her first match with both apprehension and excitement. She could finally show off! Show the world how good she really was! But...what if she failed? What if she made a fool of herself like so many times before? She spent most of her pre-match days at the church, simply meditating and trying to calm her ensuing nerves. When the day of the event finally came...she couldn't believe it.

What was this? A stadium full of knights? They were totally underestimating her. It almost infuriated her! What was an armored knight going to do against her? Her magic? Bah, he was going to find out just exactly how terribly prepared he was for fighting her. At least the Arena was nice and simple - though a bit too open for her liking. Well, either way, time to get this fight started. Her opponent? Some sort of foreign armored knight. Large and Bulky. Fat or muscle? She couldn't tell, but if he was wearing such heavy looking armor she was betting on the latter. He'd have to be, or he'd be laughably ineffective.

She hefted her spear, waving a hand dismissively at the Knight.

[color=0076a3]"Well, quite the cheer sir stuffs-his-face,"[/color] Sel replied with an all too smug smirk. [color=0076a3]"I hope that big armor of yours isn't just for show...so try not to loose too badly, hmm?"[/color] In a rather flashy display, Seleth spun her spear above her head, taking an offensive stance as several shadowy javelins appeared around her, ready to reactively defend herself from any threat that got within range - before rushing towards the knight, intending to thrust the spear towards his helmet, but it was just a feint - she was fully prepared to dodge. She was just testing the waters, one could say.