Ballroom of Murders

Dance!
Emilia looked her opponent up and down, left and right...but couldn't find anything distinctive about the alluring male voice that greeted her. And while she was distracted in this task, the man raised an eyebrow - almost non-existent - and asked, "You checking me out?" As his deep voice snapped Emilia out of her observatory state, she looked upon his barely visible face. "Hmm...you have an attractive voice for sure. But that goddamned cloak of yours makes it difficult to see your face and body! Strip for me, why don't you?" Emilia boldly flirted with the man in front of her, causing him to be confused, Randall's jaw to drop, and everyone else to be flabbergasted due to the previous seriousness of the situation.

"Excuse me?" The man asked in response, to which Emilia sighed outwardly. "You guys are so booooring. I called you out here because I obviously want a date!" The man once again, somewhat stunned, looked towards his potential…"date" with some curiosity. "May I ask the reason for why you would approach a Dark Guild to ask for a...date?" Emilia smirked in response, "Oh but haven't you heard? The ladies like the bad boys!" Emilia roared with laughter, and the rest of her allies simply sighed to her response.

"Is...she...sane?" Carolyn asked Randall, who responded quite meekly. "She...isn't really, but is at the same time." Carolyn was rather shocked at her idol being placed in such...unusual scrutiny. But she looked onwards, as suddenly the situation became much more serious. "Wait...why do I feel such a...dense aura…" Carolyn asked, and Randall smirked. "Stay behind me young lady, Emilia hates holding back more than anything." Carolyn did as the man asked. She knew...today's battle was not going to be a simple one.

Salsa: Blossoming of Fatal Romance!
"Heh. If you're trying to psychologically disorient me...it won't work." The man responded back to him, looking at Emilia with a strangely strong glance. "Ooooh, lovely! You have such perfect eyes, y'know!" Emilia thoroughly doted on him, and then with an immediate change of attitude, released a small, dense aura surrounding herself. "Now I'm sorry to break this act...but you've got me to deal with…Nosferatu the Magic Slayer." The man, now classified as Nosferatu, chuckled inwardly. "So you know of me...but of course, Emilia the Azure Phoenix." Releasing his own aura to parallel his enemy, he waited patiently for his opponent to make the first move.

"It appears it's my turn!" The white-haired Guild Ace roared, lifting the balls of her feet and making a swift dash towards Nosferatu. Within that instant, she also appeared to draw her sword without any warning, and attempted to cut Nosferatu in half with a simple horizontal slash, obviously packed with significant might. Nosferatu, in response, jumped upward with a surprising speed as soon as Emilia placed her palm on her sword. He evaded the assault narrowly as his feet were only an inch above the blade that nearly bisected him, prior to sending his body weight downwards onto the sword, causing it to crash onto the ground.

"My, it appears I expected a bit too much from you." Nosferatu taunted, and Emilia smirked in response. "You overestimate yourself." In nothing but a moment, a powerful aura of blue flames enveloped her sword and attempted to devour Nosferatu, forcing him to leap backwards. "Tch." He moaned internally, evading the dancing flames with simple maneuvering of his feet to the left, center and right. Using these three spaces as his guide, he avoided the majority of the flames prior to finally retaliating. "Endless Ashes." He muttered briefly, before his eyes transfigured into a grey color, without any life in them whatsoever. Almost immediately afterward, a wall of ashes appeared to try and apprehend the flames. The resulting clash formed a massive explosion, enough to tower over the building that the duo were fighting near.

"Heh, looks like our magical prowess is relatively equal." Nosferatu commented, and Emilia laughed, "Your observations really do need some work!" Emilia dashed forward this time once again, attempting to lunge Nosferatu. The man, preparing for the attack, was about to side-step to the right when, suddenly, Emilia disappeared from sight. "What?" The Dark Mage contemplated briefly, before noticing Emilia's presence behind him. "Oh, so that's it?" In that instant, while Emilia attempted to stab Nosferatu with a flurry of fencing strikes, Nosferatu instantly turned around and parried the majority of them with his bare hands. The density provided by his cloak proved enough to not allow his hands to be injured in any significant way.

And so, the dance continued. Majestically, and without any interruptions. The duo clashed their ideals towards each other. On the one hand, the Azure Phoenix wants the world to shine brightly, and on the other hand, there was the Magic Slayer...and all he wants is to see something in the world that surprises him. This manifested in a flurry of sword strikes, and an equivalent number of backhands to retaliate. Without any interruption, their strikes constantly parried one another. Their speed was phenomenal, and beyond that, their ability to react to one another's assaults so meticulously was something else in their entirety.

"You're quite skilled." Nosferatu commented, as he shrugged away an attack towards his shoulder using his right arm, prior to using his left in an attempt to stab Emilia with a chop: "Oh no you don't!" Emilia quickly retaliated with an outstretched hand. While the collision between the two strikes caused a brief shockwave, it also caused injury on Emilia's hand. "Tch, this isn't really getting anywhere, is it?" She noticed, and Nosferatu slyly commented: "Maybe because you suck."

"You little..." Emilia grunted, before she went onward with her attack.