<br/><div class="floatright">(https://i.imgur.com/oAZFmiE.png)</div><strong>Ember &amp; Emilia</strong><br/><hr/><br/>The jester gave a tiny golf clap as the cinders bellowed up from Ember's mouth. They would continue their ascent until they touched the ceiling. Though instead of harmlessly fading against the icy marble, the ceiling would alight, igniting like tinder and spreading a wildfire of flame above them until the entire ceiling above was burning. The wicked flames above cast the arena in a new light, literally, and created a sharp contrast from the icy cold at their feet and the new heat radiating from above. Stranger yet was that the flames did not stay one distinct color for long, but swirled and faded between multiple different hues. One second they were crimson red, the next a ghostly blue, then green, then purple, etc. etc. It cast a vibrant rainbow across the room, and all the patrons in the audience gave approving cheers at the vivid artistry on display.<br/><br/>The jester's carved grin seemed to widen at the vamp's mocking salute, though of course the king himself did not respond, his cheek forever propped up on his fist, "And so with the flames alight, shall we being tonight's delight?" she asked, not to the two competitors, but to the audience, who gave a delighted reply. Suddenly two walls of light would erect themselves, one between the jester and the two gladiators, and the other at the front entrance of the hall, sealing the two in to this makeshift arena, "Ladies and gentlemen, I present to you tonight's carnival of sex and steel. First I introduce our dastardly villains who shall play the heels" she announced, her voice amplified across the hall, "A woman of fire and a soulless vampire. Two fierce faced fiends who stand before you not in revelry but in spite, one who would burn you all to cinders, and the other craving to have a bite"  she said, announcing the two as if they were the bad guys, their anger and dismissiveness obviously not endearing themselves to the crowd, and they were showered in boos accordingly.<br/><br/>"But fear not my fair folk, you are all not yet forsook. These foul fiends shall harm you zero, so long as you put your faith behind our hero!" she announced. Suddenly a pool of darkness would start to seep up through the floor across the arena from the two ladies. From within a silhouette made entirely of dripping black liquid would slowly rise up, starting to shift and take form as Ember and Emilia stared at it, as if being sculpted from wet clay before their eyes. The figure took a step forward, and suddenly the inky black matter began dripping off of them, revealing a humanoid body beneath. Standing before them, fully clothed in black and red was a woman, buxom in figure and languid in gaze. It was not hard to tell what she was from a glance...a vampire, one who's posture brimmed with the kind of confidence that implied great power. To Ember she would seem like nothing more than a stranger, an intimidating one sure, but nothing more than one would expect when facing a creature of the night...to Emilia however...it wasn't some generic vampire, it wasn't even the same face that Ember was seeing...it was<em>her</em>. The one who had stolen away her humanity, the mistress who had used her as cattle, the heartless lady who she had fought so hard to rid herself of. And there she was, standing before her again, a familiar hunger in her eyes.<br/><br/>"A story of love and betrayal, fit to make even the cold hearted wail. A kind mistress betrayed, abandoned, her kindness returned with hate. And now the treacherous servant returns, to seal her former love's fate. Though even against the odds, though they outnumber her one to two, the lady in red shall not surrender until her betrayer is given her due." the jester explained, spinning the traumatic tale of Emilia's torment into a farcical story where she was somehow the villain, "Oh...my sweet Emilia...my tasty honey pot...how I have longed to see you again..." the vampire cooed, brandishing a sickening smile and a black iron staff, spiked on both ends like the spires of a Gothic castle, "To be able to sate my agonizing craving for you once more...I could just die of happiness..." she mewled, having to hold back a moan just at the thought. And so she began to walk forward, slowly, deliberately, with a single minded focus: Emilia. She didn't even spare Ember a glance as she stalked forward, making a b-line for her former pet.<br/><br/>(Combatants the fight has officially began, feel free to make your first moves. Also Autocad don't worry if the pic above isn't what you wanted Emilia's former mistress to look like. This is just how she appears to Ember and the rest of the crowd, Emilia is seeing something different entirely. Feel free to even give a picture of what she actually looks like and I'll incorporate it into my posts)