[h3][center]Autumn Lily[/center][/h3]
A small anxious noise escaped Autumn's mouth as she placed her foot onto the slightly elevated platform at the center of the arena. Lifting herself up, she was all too aware of her body. Her hands were shaking a little bit, and she was reflexively clenching them into fists, before forcing herself to unclench them (only to forget and clench her hands into fists again) in anticipation of the imminent fight. Blinking her eyes a couple times, they finally focused on the opponent across from her. Noir was decently tall, but most people were tall to Autumn. She had seen him earlier in the tournament, he was built well, and oh god where was his bird? She craned her neck, scanning the sky but seeing nothing. Was it not allowed to fight with him? The announcers said something about the bird, and Autumn caught the tail end of it.

[b]"-Without his familiar for this fight, though he is still the expected winner,"[/b] A pained expression crossed Autumn's face momentarily. All she had to do was hit him, she reminded herself. All she had to do was hit Noir. Hit him with Once Bitten, and the fight would assuredly be over. No way he could take a single shot, right? Twitching slightly, she felt the weight of the gun on her back all the more now. Her eyes traced his form, trying her best to gather information about his mood. Slumped slightly, his eyes narrowing whenever the crowd got particularly loud. Had he just woken up? Was he just not taking the imminent sparring seriously? 

The scoreboard suddenly lit up with new information, drawing Autumn's gaze immediately. A slot machine's "reel" effect displayed different possible terrains for their battlefield: grasslands, mountains, jungle, all wizzed by. Slowly the two reels locked into place. A light density forest and. . . A frozen lake with pillars of ice? The scraping of metal against metal, of gears turning, met Autumn's ears. She jumped a little, glancing backward as the battlefield began to make itself. Rising from where the large metal slabs had once been was a patchwork of greenery and ice. Giant columns of ice rose into the sky first, coming to uncomfortable points, while tree's of half their height followed soon after. An unfriendly alliance between the two was found halfway between Autumn and Noir, sharp turns allowing an icy spear to form in the forested area, and a large tree to form with icy roots.

A countdown was visible on the scoreboard suddenly, and Autumn met eyes with Noir for the first time, eyes and resolve hardening.