EVANGELINE.
Celia!
That isn’t who I was expecting to face off against. I don’t know why, but I didn’t think we would actually meet in this challenge.
The weather is cold, with winter approaching the evenings usually are. Ice clings to the ground, sparkling under the bright lights that cover the grounds.
I look at her as she tosses her hair and shows off a little, blowing a few kisses to the crowds. I know I won’t make it to the final round of the fights, but if I could somehow make it to the next round…
It would help Zedkiel’s excellent score. I want to contribute to his success too. I don’t want to simply be a burden or be someone to ruin his score. I want to be deserving of him, unlike the rest of the competitors - he had me, someone who is useless in comparison to the well-seasoned
