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Enemy Name: The Calligrapher
Rank: B
Needed damage to take down: B-Tier to Borg and B-Tier
Description/background: The Calligrapher is a woman of unknown nationality who occasionally visits the Coliseum once every few years. She is known to have said that she is interested in the emotions that are seen in a crowd and in capturing the essence of humanity in her drawings, using her matches as a 'muse' of sorts whenever she hits a slow period. Though she has been killed in a match in the past, she has somehow miraculously continued to make an appearance.
Abilities: The Calligrapher runs at 9 m/s, and may choose to take flight at 15 m/s if using magic to do so.
The Calligrapher uses a wand that is shaped in the form of a calligraphy brush in battle.
Shadow Spear ~ The Calligrapher sends out a spear made of shadow magic, which is 20 cm. in diameter and 3 meters long towards a target at 20 m/s, dealing B-Tier damage to the individual it strikes.
Shadow Arms ~ The Calligrapher casts a spell that covers the ground in a 15 meter diameter with physical shadows, immobilizing all who enter it via hands that crawl up their legs and hold them in place. This spell is materialized and cast at 20 m/s.
Shadow Canvas ~ By flicking her wand, The Calligrapher draws an animal that is no larger than 5 meters in diameter at 15 m/s. This shadow construct flies towards a target at 15 m/s and imparts C-Tier damage through striking the opponent.
Part 1
Eve Will Kneels in her scheduled starting position nearly an entire hour early, she had learned the person she is battling has literally died before in this very arena and yet has still found a way to make her appearance. Eve wanted to show her respect to this achievement of will supporting someone with such strong emotions to defeat death itself. Eve has changed her look a bit for this conflict still wearing the same style of clothing with it being military uniform based but this time of a black and white nature representing the different colours of the rukh which she had discovered when reading through the library of Reim though her knowledge was lacking in this regard as she didn't realise black rukh was that of darkness and simply figured two sides of the same coin with both moving forward as one spins through life to either land on heads or tails.
The Calligrapher enters the room like a shadow skating on the ground moving extremely elegantly in such a way that Eve Will eyes open wide as she smirks out of pure amazement "I am already impressed" Eve stands up and bows to The Caligrapher who resounds in kind though the match isn't scheduled to start for another fifteen minutes and Calligrapher was not their to actually start early she wanted to do her initial ritual where she dances on her starting spot unleashing a show of darkness as she prepares for the fight. Eve and the Calligrapher would exchange words and Eve would kneel showing respect letting the Calligrapher do her thing before the start of the match though at the moment the match starts both combatants would agree to stop the pleasantries that they had already exchanged before the match itself. The calligrapher would do her thing spinning left and right.. shooting black shapes of different natures left and right and would continue doing some amazing dance moves really getting the crowed excited cheering for the coliseum match though everyone believed Eve didn't have a chance due to the nature of her abilities compared to the Calligrapher.
"Announcer and it begins "!
Eve would start sprinting towards the Calligrapher as fast as she could understanding the urgency to close that gap as fast as possible while the Calligrapher on the other hand hadn't actually moved one step and was just watching sprinting towards her with a straight stare analysing Eves movement for targeting reasons later in the match. As Eve was sprinting her attention was focused on every spot of her for trying to work out where the attack would come from making sure she would get out of the way though the Calligrapher wasn't planning to attack her until she absolutely had to and would simply wait for Eve to close in on her. The distance was almost closed and as Eve reaches within striking distance swinging her sword aiming for the Calligrapher shoulder since she was kind of suspicious of foul play that a mage would let her get this close and didn't want to murder someone. The Calligrapher would whisper Thank you as she darted into the sky avoiding the attack taking to the skys flying.
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