as I walk to the center of the arena, I see you, walking on all fours, and vines wrapped around your arms. I say coldly, crossing my arms Well, it's been a long time, "Esmeray". I guess you've got weaker, or stronger. That depends, with the help of this fight. I snap my fingers, and a black fog, or shadow aura surrounds my arm. then I get into a fighting stance.
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