Oh, adoring fans, Magical Hilda is back, sweeping in with hearts and rainbows to put those nasty bad guys back in their place. After the annoying detour that was Mr. Emopants Regal, the fiend Kary is juuuust the kind of evil Hilda needs! A flaming, ugly woman demon who saps the life of Masked Tokyo is just a monstrosity that must be purged! But fear not adoring fans, because Hilda has what it takes! Immune to Kary's paralysis, and carrying a bevy of buffing and healing spells to slowly wear down the Fiend, Magical Hilda will surely defeat this nasty and prove the might of the power of love and good dietary habits!
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Verily, a vampire? Against the the fiercest fiend of the four, the fiery female fighter with a faultless offense from her multitude of ferocious (and fiendish) falchions? Surely such a silly set-up shouldn't scare a sensual, serpentine slayer like Kary. Definitively, the devious demon shall drum the dumb dieter with damning damage. Hilda had better haul her hind-end out of here, unless her hobbies happen to include being heavily hacked by this haughty... hottie. *cough* ‘cause it can conclusively be concluded that Kary can cunningly crush and cut this corrupt(ish) creature without a care, climbing contentedly towards a championship.
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Ahhh, Hilda. Master of form changing. Many different techniques and styles of battle are within her grasp.
Each has their own advantages.
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"...a bat?" Kary muttered.
"You're the fiend of fire, right?" Hilda squeaked.
"...yes..." Kary nodded, waiting for more explanation. "Fire. Perverts." Hilda gave the closest approximation of a shrug she could as a bat, as she prepared for her beating.
"...Sure, why not." Kary shrugged some of her shoulders.
As she wandered into the stands, burning random perverts.
"...that's...not...quite what I meant, but I just can't take a win from ringout, when she's doing me a favor..." Hilda grinned a bit, as she flapped out of the arena.
Hilda Valentine: 9
Kary: 32
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