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The unfamiliar giant turns around with a smug look on his melanin face. After letting the moment sink in for a while, Y/n looks closely at his features as she breathes deeply.
His long, curly crimson-red hair flows down his back. His unique eyes, the left a clear pink and the right, a jade green. As she observes him more, she can see the subtly noticeable combat scars on his olive skin. As a means of preventing herself from becoming further distracted, Y/n clears her throat.
In response, he stares down at her with a ferocious gaze and says, "I want the throne for myself."
It is the tone of his voice that catches her off guard. "And what? Who even are you, to assert such a claim?"
As he steps closer to her, he slightly lowers his gaze to assert his dominance towards her, "Future king."
Y/n catches herself scoffing and looks back at him waiting on an honest answer. He huffs, "Ichigo."
Realizing she starts to laugh, "Like a strawberry?"
"Can we get back to business?" He grumbles letting his icy eyes harden on her.
"So you're serious about the throne thing?"
"Wouldn't have called everyone here if I wasn't," he smiles with blatant sarcasm.
She quickly lets her composure return, "You realize you have to beat me to claim the throne right? The Guardian has to be the second strongest to the king."
"Yes, I came prepared."
She turns around with her skirt swishing in the light breeze, casting a shadow of her voice to the rest of the giants in the cave, "My fellow giants, there is a challenger. In the next thirty minutes, we shall hold a battle for the throne." Y/n looks over to Ichigo, "Good luck."
She swiftly exits the cave to settle at a nearby cliff, letting her thoughts go awry. Within seconds, She is overcome by a feeling of melancholy in her stomach.
There is one person who occupies her mind at the moment, Drole.
As she allows the memories to wash over her, Y/n notices the tears gathering in her eyes. She quickly blinks them away so as not to let them pour so much.
This isn't the right place or time.
But she can't help it as her fist begin to ball up, "I'll protect your throne Drole."
Her body is buzzing with determination as she walks over to the vast green fields where her duel will go down.
She makes her way across the lime-green grass to meet her courageous opponent, Ichigo. His face dares not betray him by letting any slight twitch show, as he and her both know she will catch it.
"Members of the Giant race gathered here today, we witness the battle between our Guardian and our candidate for our absent king. The battle is won when the other is either knocked out, unable to move or simply when an opponent yields. In a span of ten seconds, the horn will sound, letting it be known that the battle has begun."
"Good luck, warriors."
She quickly bows as Ichigo does the same before summoning her amethyst staff, "Gemstone Bane!" The purple crystallite staff appears in her grasp as she lets it thump against the ground twice, making a more suitable outfit appear for battle. A jet black long-sleeve jumpsuit, with gemstones to adorn it. With a sparkling, white cardigan to drape along her back paired with her sapphire boots.
A hum of amusement is heard from Ichigo at the seemingly unnecessary change but he doesn't let it phase him as he readies his stance.
A loud, blaring sound rings through the air.
The match has commenced.158Please respect copyright.PENANAiXwo8sYSFH