[b]Amaranth Desire: Double Down[/b]

Amy backpedaled down the field toward her own goalposts, keeping her eye on the ball and on the members of the opposing team that seemed to be assigned to offense. Her semblance didn't give her any speed advantage, just reaction time, so she had to stay in a careful position and keep her eye on the ball. She'd probably do better making callouts than sprinting after every ball herself, as well, since ball-chasing as an entire team was only likely to lose them the game. Prediction and thought would be how she had to win this--not sheer athletic talent.

Barring some deception--which she'd have ample time to react to--the ball was bound to Selena, then Krysanthe. She watched the blonde girl's movements, her eyes flicking toward the ball and its current holder with regularity, 

Ready

To

Play

Defense.