Zone 7
"Which side?" Celeste asked warily, her fingers tightening around the hilt of her long blade.
She had landed one of the worst possible matches, standing face to face with Elizabeth. There was no denying that Elizabeth was an opponent to be reckoned with, and the very idea of crossing swords with her now set Celeste's nerves on edge.
Elizabeth's gaze met hers, calmly, before a small smile tugged at the corners of her lips. "Blue," she answered.
For a moment, Celeste stood frozen, but then, hearing the word, her shoulders dropped, and she exhaled a sigh of relief, loosening her grip on her weapon. "Here I thought I'd have to go all out already."
"You're overestimating me," Elizabeth replied, shaking her head.
Celeste rolled her eyes, a wry smile creeping onto her face. "Oh, please. Spare me the humility. I know exactly what you're capable of."