Declaration From One Living Weapon To Another

[Rowet]

Scattered on various noticeboards, placed above other letters & scrawled with bolded & furious handwriting,
each letter carved with malicious intent that would be their undoing - one way, or another.

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NARAVAN, BLADE OF SAPPHORA,​

THIS IS A FORMAL CHALLENGE THAT I WILL NOT LOSE. WE'RE FIGHTING IN THE SUCKER PUNCH'S PIT TOMORROW, RIGHT AT EIGHT O'CLOCK.

ONE OF US WILL LEAVE THE PIT. THE OTHER WILL DIE.

NO ENCHANTMENTS THAT RESURRECT. I WILL KILL YOU, ONE WAY, OR ANOTHER. IF I AM TO DIE, THEN IT'LL BREAK YOUR SPIRIT, WON'T IT? AND THEN I'LL WIN.

SIGNED,

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Spoiler: TAGS

@PaladinoGui

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[Yui_Drax]

On what a person can scrounge up, this man bent down to grasp a broken twig that snapped off a nearby tree, looking left and right with a half-hearted shrug and casted the tip of the twig to alight with a flame, whipping the twig back and forth for the flame to extinguish and become charcoal as he drew a chubby panda eating from two stuffed buns onto each notice he could find within city limits,

"Seek food, not blood."

Sighing, the man, witnessed by a passing citizen remarked their Sihai descent and differing eyes of grey and amethyst-purple as they laxly stepped onto the air as if there were steps and left the naked eye soon after.​