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A shooting star tore through the air. It left a beautiful trail, purple sparkles flying in the air behind it. The shooting star grew larger and larger, and much like the sky it'd used as a canvas, it was beautiful.
Her opponent towered over her, so much so that she had to crane her neck upwards to even make eye contact. As the punches started again, even Dorothea herself didn't understand why she wasn't scared at all.