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Emilia:  A chill frost descended upon the sword dance composed of flowing water and raging flame, vividly transforming the battlefield. There had only been a single change of cast, switching Reid out for Batenkaitos as the prime antagonist, but Emilia and Julius’s awkward teamwork started to find links. In fact, even that was changing. Maybe because the enemy was stronger, or maybe because they had adjusted their fighting styles in an impossibly short amount of time, but their breathing was starting to sync up, and the initially unsteady coordination was becoming more and more certain.
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Julius:  "Julius is matching Emilia."
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Emilia:  "You can tell?"
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Julius:  "It’s a matter of personality, too. Emilia is moving decisively, and Julius is moving more like himself. It makes sense for Emilia to stop trying to match him."
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Emilia:  "That’s them, all right." If that was what it took to make it work, then that was the right choice. In the end, letting go of everything and going at her own pace was Emilia’s style. Meanwhile, Julius was obviously skilled at aligning himself with other people’s movements and still maximizing what his skills brought to the table.
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Reid:  "Ha-ha! Nice, nice! This is startin’ to get fun for me!"
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Emilia:  "Uyah! Seiyah! Toryah! Urya, urya, urya!" Reid burst into laughter, enjoying himself as he matched their improving teamwork with force. Emilia’s silly shouts were accompanied by unbelievably deadly attacks, but there was no decisive blow. Water and fire and ice intertwined beautifully in a mystical ballet of violence. It was so beautiful, someone might mistake this for a real dance.
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Lye:  "—Shaaaaaa!" And so the intrusion of dissonance stood out immediately. "You…!" Lye Batenkaitos rudely crashed into their dance. The boy who had been struck by Reid’s kick and who had tumbled away on the verge of death rejoined the battle as if nothing had happened. Batenkaitos swung the blades attached to his wrists, using his short arms and legs to lash out at the three of them with a flurry of lethal attacks. Emilia and Julius and Reid all defended in annoyance. "You do not know when to give up, Archbishop!"
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Reid:  "Ha-ha-ha! Leaving us out of the fun, don’t be so mean, brother dearest! Always, always keeping things to yourself? Don’t be so stingy!"
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Emilia:  "Reid! You can see, right?! There’s no point in us fighting here! Can you help us? Or at least be patient and wait?"
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Reid:  "You just don’t get it, do you, hotness? I’m havin’ fun right now. I wouldn’t change my mind even if the stars fell out of the sky!" The four of them traded blows as they crashed their determination into each other. It was a battle soaked in blood. This was not something to approach lightly, and there was no simple or obvious point of compromise. It was hard to tell from the sidelines who had the upper hand and who was at a disadvantage, who was winning and who was getting pushed back.