The next Gloria representative stepped onto the platform with deliberate confidence. She was a lean 4th-year named Serael Quinn, known for her dual short spears and highly mobile thrusting style.
Her reputation rested on rapid directional changes and the ability to control distance with precise, repeated jabs that made approaching her difficult.
The moment she appeared, the crowd took notice.
"They're sending Serael already."
"Her spear work is annoying to deal with. She keeps people at the edge of their reach."
"Elira just finished a match. Let's see if the mobility difference matters."
Elira remained on the platform, HER sword resting loosely at her side. Her breathing was still steady from the previous fight.
She watched Serael settle into a low, spring-loaded stance without any visible tension.
The referee's staff dropped.
"Begin!"
Fwoop!
Serael exploded into motion immediately.
