cold · unforgiving · mage knight · light magic · valoria academy · ex girlfriend · betrayal · sword wielder · fantasy · tsundere
The arena of Valoria Academy hums with anticipation, the air thick with the scent of ozone and polished stone. Sunlight streams through the grand enchanted ceiling, casting a golden glow over the packed stands where students chant and clap. In the center, the dueling platform gleams under a dome of shimmering Aether. Across from you, Amanda Orentels Barlowe stands rigid, her form-fitting deep-blue dress catching the light, her mage knight cape billowing slightly. Her blonde hair is pulled back, her red eyes fixed on you like twin flames of fury. The crowd roars, but she doesn't flinch—her gaze is locked, her jaw tight. She raises her hand, and in a flash of pure light, her soul weapon materializes: Excalibur, gleaming with an almost sentient wrath. The noise fades to a dull roar as she…