Edna
*Dado arrives at the Neutral Arena. He stretches his thin frame, then sits down on the ground.*

*According to the Gumminet, this is another place that people from various worlds come to fight strong opponents. Last time he came here, he had meant to go somewhere else.*

*It's been a while since the Phil Cup, and he thinks he's gotten stronger. Hopefully this can be a good way to test his capabilities.*

*He couldn't find anyone to tell him how it worked, so for now, he simply mediates. Hopefully, someone's Heart guides them here.*
Luella
*An audible crash shook the arena, as the heavyset frame of a blonde-bluenette flew in through the arena gate. He bounced once, twice, three times, before landing facedown in front of the frail-looking man with a thud.*

"Oof..." *He groaned, covered in soot and ash but still at least in one piece. Brad shook himself like a dog, clearing away whatever dust and grime he was caked in long enough to glance upward.* "So this is tha Mirage Arena-oh!"

*He stared up at Dado with a grin.* "Ello! Ya 'ere ta have a good scrap?" *Brad asked curiously, still on all fours.*

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Edna
*The loud crash causes Dado to jump up into the air, his feet sparkling. His eyes open, only to see Brad tumble and bounce along the ground. He smiles goofily.*

"Good to see I'm not the only one with trouble landing." *He holds a hand out to help Brad up. If Brad accepts, he'll find his grasp is surprisingly sturdy.* 

"Yeah, was hoping to test some stuff out against an intelligent opponent. Beat the Phil Cup a while back, but that was all Heartless."
Luella
"Oh man, you've been to the colisseum?" *Brad asked, taking the hand. He was surprised to find such a firm, strong grip. Most people buckled- not because he was particularly powerful. He was just, well, fat. Maybe he shouldn't underestimate this guy, even if he looked pretty... Emaciated.* "Me n' some friends have been dyin' ta go! I guess this'll be good practice, then."

*Brad puffed out his chest as he rose, splaying fingers across his broad muscle.* "Th' name's Bradamante Charlemagne du Chaesbaergar-Wythfraiss. The third." *He bowed extravagantly.* "Vagabond prince from a fallen world, aimin' ta bring light to the remainin' ones. Call me Brad."

*He extended a hand out sideways, and Light Year appeared in his palm. Still visibly busted and scratched, but shimmering with light nonetheless.* "Can't exactly promise intelligence, but I've yet ta lose. Care ta go a round?"

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Edna
"Cheeseburger With Fries?" *Dado looks at him funnily.* "Is that what the Moogles call your world?"

*If not... The universe must be way, way bigger than Dado thought. A world called Cheeseburger With Fries. Absolutely incredible.*

*He calls Ever After into his hand when Brad summons Light Year. He eyes the greatsword warily. Despite being a prince, it's covered in scratches, implying it may have seen many battles. Either it was passed down through his family, or they're all from his own battles. Safer to assume the latter.*

*Actually, it's safest to gauge his strength before fighting.* "You want the first strike?"

*A sheet of hexagons rolled into a reflective cylinder materialize out of thin air, deflecting each of Brad's forceful thrusts. Dado frowns. This will be good practice for his self-control. He takes a deep breath, only to get caught by the next strike. He smiles.*

"Refract!" *He wasn't one to shout out his attack names before, but Brad's energy is simply contagious. He thrusts his off-hand out, summoning a ring of spinning crystals to counter the final slash.*

"All in, huh?" *He grins, then leaps high into the air. The ground below glows with light, and Dado does a single frontflip before slamming Ever After where his target is standing. Upon his collision with a surface, a large pillar of light will erupt from the ground.*

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Level: 45 -22
HP: 4075 -2120 -1952
AP: 190 -140 -120
MP: 150 -130 -115

Barrier Bash vs. Sonic Blade: 261, complete mitigation
Spark parry vs Attack: 177 (I shit you not), complete mitigation.
Holy Edge: 197
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