[u][i]Dᴇsᴅᴇᴍᴏɴᴀ Cᴏʀᴄᴇʟʟᴀ[/i][/u]

The human gravitin from the dining hall approached her. "It appears we must face off today," Nodah speaks, “[i]A gravitin-[/i]” Desdemona wondered what the true extent of his power was. He could probably do more than just lift a body off the floor, he is rank A after all, “[i]This could be difficult…[/i]” the realization that this might be a challenging victory, Desdemona couldn’t help but smirk. “[i]Bring it on.[/i]” eagerness fills her body.

"I wonder, what becomes of those of us for whom triumph elude?" He asks, “I was wondering the same thing, but I don’t plan on being the one to find out.” Desdemona replies with a hint of arrogance, “May the best creature win.”