Colosseum - Round 1, Group B - Yu Kanda vs Ms. Marvel

[Ms. Marvel]

I was born of a peaceful people, but I am a woman of war.

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The mid-day sky, beset with an overbearing, bastard, ball of fire, cast its radiant illumination down upon the tall, sweeping archways of the coliseum. Its scorching, orange dominion enveloped the tournament’s contestants as the roar of the people, bloodthirsty and animalistic, engulfed and subdued the nerves of one, Carol Danvers.

A pungent odor of Iron suffocated the air, invading her delicate nostrils and forcing her visage to scowl. Carol recognized the scent immediately; she knew it well. It was the smell of blood and the place was drenched in it.
Attendants had gotten their money’s worth, as multiple skirmishes commenced all at once, segregated only by the hazardous fissures and fault lines at their feet(likely conjured by the resident mages and wizards of Dalaran.). Once it began, a myriad of combatants charged the battle field with visions of glory, honor, and victory, as sorcerer clashed with dragon, vampire with child, and ninja with machine. Of all the diverse warriors Omni had to offer, a vast many were present in Camelot that day, but many more would die before the sun would birth anew.

Gavel smacked gong, opponents exchanged blows, and before she knew it, Ms. Marvel had swallowed a mouthful of dirt, compliments of Yu Kanda. She had underestimated his ability as a swordsmen and it had cost her; Carol cursed as she stood.

Kanda, now equipped with two energy enhanced blades, landed a few yards away and spoke, "I will respect your wishes as a warrior and will not hold back."

Carol spat, wishing she’d closed her mouth and avoided the earthly taste that now plagued her mouth, and spoke, “I wish I could tell you it mattered. I wish I could tell you it would save your life, but it won’t. You’re going to die here, unless there’s any chance of you surrendering right here and now, well, is there?”

Deep, penetrating, and defiant eyes glared back at her, through her, as though they touched the depths of her soul. She eyed the swordsmen, gave him a once over, and shook her head from side to side, allowing herself a chuckle before speaking again, “No? I figured not… Looks like we have that in common… But don’t say I didn’t warn you!”

The space surrounding the female Avenger began to quake, distort, and pulsate as a golden aura violently lashed out, expanding in all directions, and charged the air with electric like properties that erupted with an explosion of Ms. Marvel’s intent.

A proverbial light show; repetitious, golden hues of photon energy impaled an ever expanding, abundance of smoke, as the thunderous sounds of Ms. Marvel’s wraith longed to swallow her target whole.

Relentless in its pursuit to end his life, the energy crackled, with each discharge, devouring the surrounding area with one explosion after the next. Crowds of spectators were silenced in the wake, as their champions became lost in the aftermath, consumed by debris, smolder, and ash.

A blood curdling scream penetrated the quiet, followed by a heart wrenching 'thump', leaving only one of the champions to rise above the veil of smoke.

Sunflower locks of blonde hair danced upon the feminine shoulders of Ms. Marvel as she ascended the coliseum heights, extended her arm to reveal an open palm, and spoke to her opponent below, “My name is…” she paused a moment. She knew she wouldn’t reveal herself to be Carol Danvers, but as she thought about it, there was really no reason to continue the use of Ms. Marvel. Not here, not when no one knew her, and not when Ms. Marvel had already screwed things up so bad…

“Captain Marvel,” as the words left her mouth, they never felt so right, “I am an Earthling and an Avenger… But today I stand as one with the many imprisoned here against our will… This I will not tolerate! I was born of a peaceful people, but I am a woman of war!”

The debris began to clear, revealing a war torn Yu Kanda, his blades humming with the vigor he intended to dispatch her with.

“I will return home! I am willing to die here today, for this cause. I wish you no ill, but I will kill you. I have made my peace... NOW YOU MAKE YOURS!!!” as the words left her lips, they were accompanied by the screeching sound of death’s call dressed in a photon blast…

Used move: Marvelous Energy. Microsoft Word had me at 750, on the dot.