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[hider=❄]22 | Female | Freelancers | Meltwater Spring
Moya-no-Yume | Dagger | Physical | Frosted Sheen
Snowdrop Vestige | Sangfroid Convention 
Glacial Stream | Aqua | Rime Rose 
[Freeze, Slick] Damage X, Restrain, Extend, Construction, Trap, Enhance, Mark, Blink, Powerful

DAMAGE: D | SPEED: C | SENTINEL: E | 750

[Silver Beam + Powerful + Damage X] = 126 Mana

PHYSICAL: E| ARCANE: D | CHAOS: C | 254[/hider][sub][@BrokenPromise][@Majoras End][@OwO][@mantou][/sub][/center]
But while Jane may have only turned her gaze towards Klava, Klava’s gaze had always been upon Jane. The effective range of threat that a rifle could cover only decreased as one closed the distance, and as the trophy hunter fired, the Maiden leapt to the side, the extension of her Slick melody allowing her to preserve her momentum and velocity regardless of what lateral movements she made. The bullet whizzed off to her side and Klava continued, ducking low as she rushed for the pyromancer next.

After all, Fable had performed a good play, blocking Jane’s retreat, goading Betty’s attack, and then ducking down to have the latter behead the former. Real heads-up display of positional awareness. But just in case…

[color=6ecff6][b]“Watch your back, Timekeeper,”[/b][/color] Klava said as she passed by the duelists. [color=6ecff6][b]“Golem’s behind you.”[/b][/color]

Even the hot winds were feeling cooler now as she skated at ever higher velocity, the edges of her platform shoes turning into blades upon which she glided upon rugged cobblestone. Black hair streamed back, twining with the sacred sashes wrapped around her form, and Moya-no-Yume glowed a bright aquamarine that matched her bright eyes as arcane melodies thrummed within the blade. Skating a serpentine path towards her target, Klava surged forward upon melee range, legs kicking off as she performed a blade-wielding 720 degree flip, intending on slaying the redhead with a single elegant evisceration. She landed on her feet, arrested her movement with the wooden railing, and then, [i]only then[/i], did Klava unleash her melody.

[color=6ecff6][b]“Flashfreeze Lamentations!”[/b][/color]

Bright as the winter moon, cold as the Arctic overflow, a beam of deathly frost shot out without delay for the midsection of the ghost floating by the remaining pyromancers. She had already accounted for the charging time, and had even [i]increased[/i] it with the utilization of a Powerful note, all so that when she was in position, she could fire immediately when she had a visual on the poltergeist.

And if all went well, the only problems that would remain would be a pissed off magical girl and a pissed off golem, both of which would have reason to be pissed off at each other.