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[Kansa]

Fuschia rose to her feet as she heard Shiro approach, she turned her gaze towards him and adopted a fighting stance. As he spoke his command she began to approach him.

[JollyGent]

Shiro punches the sand with his left hand, the sandy ground erupting to pillars directed toward Fuschia.

[Kansa]

Fuschia let out a small snarl as she jumped out of the way of the oncoming pillars, she then charged towards Shiro from the side in an attempt to tackle him to the ground.

[PrivateNomad]

_{"i-if you w-w-want to..."}

[JollyGent]

Shiro was in trouble. If she charged to tackle him, what could he do? He analysed the situation quickly, and decided to drop on the ground, making his left hand touch the ground. The ground once again abrupts, turning the sands into a Gigantic stone fist that charges at Fuschia, to further separate her from him should she dodge.

[Kansa]

Fuschia stopped in the tracks as she watched the stone fist begin to form, she rolled to the side just managing to doge out of the way of the fist. The frown on her face had only deepened since the fight began, she began to circle around Shiro as she looked for an opening.

[JollyGent]

'Must show a stable body language.' Shiro thought. He knew how strong Fuschia was. If she attacks his weak spot, he knew he would not be able to fight back well. 'I need to get her feet to be busy.' He thought. He knew that if he gave Fuschia a time to think, she will soon get on his case.

Staying low and keeping eye contact, he touches the giant stone fist, and it 'breaks', causing the sand particles to fly off everywhere.

[SOLDIER First]

It tastes like spicy charcoal.

"Is it good?"

Oliver nods, and he's not bullshitting her.
Or, he is, and he's damn good.
Either way it looks sincere.

[USEC_OFFICER]

Ghislaine smiles at Madi. Just a little one, but it looks cruel never the less. "This bet is about love, isn't it? Then its consequence should be about love too. The loser of the bet should have to write love notes to, say, five classmates chosen by the winner. Hmmm... And then the notes shall tell those classmates to meet in one location, where the loser has to tell them that'd been scammed while the winner is there to gloat." Ghislaine thinks for a couple moments, rubbing her chin with her tail. "Hmmm... Perhaps not exactly as I have laid out, I believe that this idea has potential yet. What do you say?"

[Kansa]

A vine sneaked out from behind her fringe as she continued to study the boy, she held out a hand and vines began to crawl out from the holes as well. They began to rush forwards towards Shiro.

[JollyGent]

Shiro forms a wall of stone from the ground, rolling to the sides while doing so, as the vines pierced through the sandstone. He once again 'explodes' the wall, once again flying sand particles everywhere. He then takes an aggressive stance and creates stone chains with sand that shoot towards Fuschia.

[Kansa]

The vines continued their progress towards Shiro, not perturbed by the wall that had just exploded. They went for his limbs and began to wrap around them even as the chains headed straight towards her.

[JollyGent]

He cannot move his left arm. He clicks his left fingers, and the air explodes and the vines are set on fire.

"Rearrange oxygen into high density which is 21% of the air. Take away an electron and cause static electricity, and bam." Shiro mumbles to himself.

The chains are wrapped around Fuschia's arms.

[Kansa]

There was one mistake in Shiro's assessment, the vines don't burn. They continued their progress around Shiro's body, wrapping around his right arm now and around the rest of his body. Fuschia began to struggle against the chains that now bound her.

[Projeck37]

Madi pauses, then nods.
"Sounds like a fair enough deal."