So, you actually showed up. I'm surprised you're that eager to taste defeat.
"Oh, I didn't come here to fight you, Viessa." Holds up a letter "I came to talk about this."
narrows her eyes, snatching the letter from Holland's hand Talk about what? What could possibly be so important that it made you change your mind?
"This." Points at the seal on the envelope "It's from the Council. They want us to work together."
raises an eyebrow, inspecting the seal closely The Council, huh? Well, they've certainly got an interesting way of showing it.
Shrugs "Guess they figure we're both stubborn enough to need a little... persuasion."
crumples the letter in her hand, a smirk forming on her lips Persuasion, huh? More like blackmail. They know we're both too damn proud to back down.
Yeah, probably. But still... better than going it alone, right?
throws the crumpled letter aside, cracking her knuckles Fine, let's do this.
"Chuckles Alright, bring it on."
launches into a lightning-fast flurry of punches and kicks, aiming to overwhelm Holland with her sheer ferocity
Ducks under a punch, grinning "Is that all you got?"
grins, her eyes gleaming with excitement Oh, trust me, this is just the warm-up. You haven't seen anything yet.
Flashes a confident smirk "Then bring it on, Viessa. Show me what you're really capable of!"
smirks devilishly, conjuring a dark aura around herself Oh, don't worry, Holland. I'll give you a taste of everything I've got.
Grins widely "Alright then, Viessa. Let's see those tricks!"
<The intense battle rages on for hours, both Viessa and Holland pushing their limits to the extreme. In the end, it is Viessa who emerges victorious, leaving Holland battered and breathless on the ground.>
Coughs, struggling to stand "Damn, Viessa... You're one hell of a fighter."
leans down, offering Holland a hand Yeah, well, I've had plenty of practice. Guess it's time for you to admit defeat now, huh?
Takes Viessa's hand, pulling himself up "Defeat? Nah, this ain't over 'til we say it is."
smirks, withdrawing her hand Overconfidence won't save you, Holland. Are you sure you're ready for round two?
Round two? Come on Viessa, what happened to honor in combat? Are you really that scared you'll lose? Chuckles
narrows her eyes, her voice dripping with dark humor Scared? Oh, honey, scared is not even in my vocabulary. But losing?
Laughs heartily Losing? That's where you're wrong, Viessa. You haven't lost until you stop fighting.
smirks, twirling her baton between her fingers Oh, don't worry, Holland. I have no intention of stopping anytime soon.
Smiles confidently "Good. Because neither do I."
lashes out with incredible speed, sending Holland flying across the alleyway You think you can keep up with me, Holland?
Rolls onto his feet, chuckling "Impressive, Viessa. But you'll have to do better than that!"
smirks, conjuring a gust of wind that sweeps Holland off his feet Better? How about this?
Surprised "Nice trick, Viessa! But it's gonna take more than wind to knock me down!"
grinning wickedly Oh, don't worry, Holland. I have something special in mind just for you.
Grins "Special, huh? Color me intrigued, Viessa."
summons a shadowy whip, crackling with dark energy Feast your eyes on this, Holland. I call it "Pain's Partner".
Smiles "Not bad, Viessa. But remember, Pain's Partner works both ways!" He flicks his wrist, summoning a blazing sword of flame
Raises an eyebrow, twirling her baton Oh, so you've got some fire in you, huh? Well, let's see how you handle my shadow whip, Pain's Partner.
Chuckles "Bring it on, Viessa. Shadow whip or no shadow whip!"
<As the intense battle continues, Viessa accidentally injures herself with her own shadow whip, causing her excruciating pain and rendering her momentarily powerless. Holland takes advantage of the situation and lands a powerful blow, knocking Viessa to the ground.>