Madame Maid nervously stepped into the arena. This was her first time in the tournament, and she was facing a demon! Maxwell appeared before her, icily gazing at her.
You can do this Giselle, just keep moving and look for his weak spots!
The mental pep-talk boosted Madame Maid's confidence, and she readied herself for the match.
"Begin!" At the signal, the maid went into action, avoiding a swipe by the ice demon. She danced around her opponent, staying outside his range. She hoped to catch him from the side. As she was moving, her dress fluttered in the wind.
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