After the group arrived at the designated arena, Remilia floated off Frankenstein's oversized weapon and took a nice seat on a nearby tree branch, one high enough to provide her with an adequate vantage point over the makeshift ring. Ah, if only she had a glass of fine 'wine' at the moment, but she supposed this would do. Crossing one leg of the other with her left elbow resting on said leg and the corresponding hand propping up her chin, the Blood Mistress was ready to enjoy the performance. She certainly hoped these folks would be able to provide her with adequate amusement.
First, the Immortal Phoenix of the Bamboo Forest found herself facing a fellow human who towered over her, though the immediate juxtaposition meant nothing to someone like Remilia. Instead, she was curious just how the mercenary would handle Mokou's pesky flames, not to mention her being able to just reset herself should she go down for any reason. Apparently, the brawler opted to use simple brute force, like a certain gate guardian, and aim to pummel Mokou into submission.
The hourai immortal responded by peppering him with danmaku, treating the whole thing as if it's a spellcard-based duel as it's common in Gensokyo. Having encountered the white-haired pyromancer before during her trip to Eientei with Sakuya, Remilia already knew Mokou's tricks and well... twas' obvious that the brawler couldn't keep up, he folded after the phoenix executed that quirky possession-esque of hers. To be fair, she didn't expect him to be able to keep dodging until Mokou tired out like Sakuya did. And just like that, the duel ended.
"Mmm..." Remilia shrugged. Much like Mokou herself, she experienced little to no amusement, better to just move on to the next.
Second, it was the so-called Servant Berserker's turn to face off against yet another burly mercenary, except this one was stout and shorter than his opponent unlike the brawler from before.
"Oh...~?" The Scarlet Devil quirked an intrigued eyebrow as Fran exhibited ample generosity, allowing her opponent to strike her three times without retaliation. Was this a display of courtesy, arrogance, or something in-between? Regardless, the opponent took it as an insult, but acquiesced nonetheless. Remilia glued her eyes to the ensuing scene, a delightful smirk curled at her lips as the dwarf hopelessly struck Fran with his hammer to no avail, getting more and more frustrated with each ineffective blow.
Impressive~ very impressive~ It was clear now that Fran was sturdier than Sanae, Youmu, and Mokou; she was curious how the peach-haired macewoman would fare against Meiling, but for now, she enjoyed the sight of Fran shattering the mercenary's hammer then clobbering him literally into the ground with her bare hand. Now, while this wasn't a
proper duel, it was still amusing nonetheless. Still, she hoped the next match would fit into the definition more.
Third, it was the Astral Projector lad's turn to face against a fellow dagger-using fighter, though it remained to be seen if the latter could summon a guardian spirit as well. As the two fought, Remilia finally got her wish of watching a proper duel, the two were seemingly evenly matched, maybe favoring Joker ever so slightly... up until he summoned his menacing tengu-like guardian spirit.
Now the girl should respond in kind with her own astral projection should she wish to keep up... However, no such thing came, oh my, it'd seem that she.... was just a mundane fighter with equally mundane abilities.
Ah,. it was fun while it lasted~The moment Joker summoned Arsene and the woman could not, the result became a foregone conclusion as the former utterly dominated the flow of the fight. It ended with the woman knocked down on the ground after receiving a blast of dark energy. Well, time for the next show!
Fourth, it was the ghost princess' austere gardener (who's also somehow both brave and cowardly) versus another swordsman, except he was pairing his main weapon with a shield instead of another blade like Youmu. This pre-fight banter was actually more exciting than the duel itself, Youmu so utterly outmatched the sword-and-shielder that Remilia found it difficult to enjoy the duel itself, still, she supposed it was hilarious to see the cocky fighter receiving instant karma.
"Mmh... next."And last but not least, the first and only match where all the combatants involved were capable of magic, this
should be exciting, no? Lady Scarlet watched as the Moriya Miko and the mercenary sorceress started slinging spells at one another; Sanae with her ofuda danmaku and the sorceress with her lightning bolts. This was the second time that Remilia found herself glued to her seat, finally, a neck-to-neck spellcard-esque fight where the potential winner wasn't immediately made obvious!
...and then of course Sanae just
had to ruin it by summoning one of her patron goddesses.
... Now, Remilia wasn't surprised by the fact that Suwako could be called, after all, all of Lavielle's champions were pulled here, that meant this world was capable of making a connection with other worlds, who's to say that only Lavielle is able to do so?
"Uuuuurgh..." A long, droning groan slithered out of Remilia's throat as the peppy snake-frog goddess proceeded to scare the sorceress shitless before gushing over her green-haired protege.
Rationally, Remilia was perfectly aware that Sanae could only summon either Suwako or that onbashira-slinging Kanako, but the vampiress couldn't help but to wish it'd have been Sakuya instead. Wishful thinking, she knew, got a problem with that?
Exhaling in frustration, Remilia simply opted to make the best use of the situation by swooping over to Suwako
before the miracle's duration ended.
"Lady Suwako, tell everyone back home that Sanae, Youmu, Mokou, and myself are fine, we're searching for our way home as we speak." There, she kept it nice and short, at the very least, Flandre and the others would stop worrying whether she's still alive or not.
Now with that said, the Scarlet Devil made good on her promise by hovering in the air and expelling benevolent, wound-mending mist from her body. Said mist would coalesce into multiple streams as they split to a different injured combatant each: the burly brawler, the dwarven hammersman, the dagger lady, and the cocky swordsman.
The Otter
Yankee
vietmyke
Raineh Daze
Majoraa
Estylwen
TheWendil
Cool Ghoul
Ivar
