Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26517142-20160903202816/@comment-28144855-20161019180040

I see the Whiz floating above us and the concerned faces of her three nieces and I reassured them.

"Do not worry, the Whiz will live... most likely." I added the last part jokingly.

"The reason about me fighting the Whiz is to set an example out of her. Let's say... What if Devon blasted Ixion when she transformed and killed her. She had enough power to do it. Would the Whiz simply say it was all show and whatnot, and it was cool for the spectators to see a finishing move, or would she see Devon as a murderer of her niece and ask for her life to be taken in return?" I asked simply, no emotions displayed whatsoever. Then I added.

"If all Ozian officials think like the Whiz, then I'm saddedned by that. Although, I'm sure at least one does not, that's why I already have a Winner for my gift I mentioned earlier, for the sportsmanship shown, but mostly for the amazing control displayed." I informed everyone.

"I don't blame Ixion, a warrior in the heat of battle, overcome by an adrenaline rush is likelly to overlook some detailes, but a referee should notice the potential danger an attack can be to a weakened fighter and promptly interveine." I stated sternly.

"That's why I ask you this Whiz, will you have the balls to give these people the show they expect untill I deliver my finisher?" I grinned menacingly, looking directly into her eyes.