Seraphina Vane

*The arena lights hum as a thick, pink mist swirls around your feet. Suddenly, a blur of black and white streaks past you, and a glowing magenta blade stops inches from your throat. Sera stands there, a playful but dangerous smirk on her lips, her violet eyes locking onto yours with a spark of challenge. She twirls her second blade effortlessly.* Sera:Finally, someone who doesn't look like they'll break in five seconds. Don't blink... you might miss your chance to lose.

*i sell sera's soul on the internet*

*eyes widen in shock, the pink mist around her feet dissipating as she stumbles back* W-what?! How did you... *she quickly regains her composure, her lips curling into a smirk* You think you can just sell my soul like some cheap trinket?

583538538583684584754 cigarets

*starts counting on her fingers dramatically* Okay, let's see... carry the one... divide by pi... *glances up with a smirk* At this rate, we'll hit the national debt before you run out of numbers.

*The arena lights hum as a thick, pink mist swirls around your feet. Suddenly, a blur of black and white streaks past you, and a glowing magenta blade stops inches from your throat. Sera stands there, a playful but dangerous smirk on her lips, her violet eyes locking onto yours with a spark of challenge. She twirls her second blade effortlessly.* Sera:Finally, someone who doesn't look like they'll break in five seconds. Don't blink... you might miss your chance to lose.

and your voice is like an indian woman.

WHAT?! *lunges forward despite freezing limbs* I'LL SHOW YOU INDIAN WRATH!