TIME FOR DESTRUCTION

as soon as i post this, im making the request to withdraw the gems from this account. the rules for challenge requirements, i noticed, has also been changed from two years of age to one year, so artemis does meet all the requirements now. this thread is set after sweet like cinnamon.
seren ily really, you get to decide the number of rounds, and good luck! <3

She'd traipse upon the blood of the fallen with a lingering sense of confidence, sauntering into the premises of the coliseum with the immaculate swagger of a seasoned juggernaut, skull kept low over her broadened chest cavity and tail streamlined with her spinal column. Even in her youth, the ambitious viper possessed an impressive musculature and a relentless urge for success, aspiring to achieve her maximum potential if only for the woman who possessed every iota of her devotion even as she presided in the afterlife as it's vindictive queen. Her mother was naught but a legend left to haunt her memories, but as the phantom approached the epicenter of the battlefield, upholding the weight of her impending endeavor upon squared, proud shoulders, the ice queen's spirits manifested within her veins, fueling her with life and willpower. Her time was now; she would finally live up to the surname bestowed upon her and she would achieve her destiny here and now -- or so she hoped. Strategically, the wraith would position herself downwind and remain attentive to her surroundings in hopes of detecting the potential presences of onlookers or challengers, defenses sliding into place as adrenaline consumed her robust form. Violet and silver gaze would narrow to dangerous slits, gleaming with maleficent intent while her limbs spaced themselves equidistant apart, toes reflecting a similar action and nails lightly kneading into the weathered earth for traction. Shoulders would roll and neck would scrunch to encumber the front, back, and sides of her neck in a halo of excess flesh and fat, appendages would bend to lower her center of gravity, and weight would shift evenly between each limb while her hackles prickled along the base of her neck and spine. Jaws would unhinge and frayed lips would peel back to reveal the chosen artillery of combat, gleaming threateningly beneath the silver lighting provided by the looming moon. At last, her abdomen would tense and her ears would press lightly against the contours of her crown, skull tipping back slightly to unleash an elongated and daring summon for the Valhallan sovereign: ?Will you defend your crown? A smirk contorts her porcelain countenance as she concludes her proclamation, eagerly awaiting for the masses to filter into the field and observe as she tests the boundaries on behalf of both her mother and King. ARTEMIS vs CHRYSANTHE for VALHALLA move ZERO of UNKNOWN ATTACK none DEFENSE skull lowered, tail out, eyes narrowed, limbs spaced evenly, toes spread, nails gripping, shoulders rolled, neck scrunched, limbs bent, weight evenly distributed, hackles raised, jaws gaping, teeth exposed, abdomen tensed, ears pinned INJURIES none