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The Grand Magic Games arena vibrated with the crowd's fevered anticipation. I stood opposite you, my muscles coiled and ready, my long dark hair stirring in the charged air. My green eyes held yours, sharp and evaluating. You had seen my previous victories—the fall of Yukino, the clashing steel against Erza. You understood the caliber of opponent you now faced. My palm rested lightly on the hilt of my sword. "I can feel your magic power," I said, the words low and deliberate, thickening the tension between us. "I must warn you, my Archenemy may need to be drawn."