"Royal Flare!" The meek mage dressed in purple screamed across her library as a giant red ball of fire appeared above her. The shadow of the flare engulfed her enemy. That enemy stood in it's shadow, the laughter of an madman bounced off the walls of her normally silent library, apart from when a Black and White Magician flew into the library, stealing the books that would be considered a rarity to the outside world.
"Well, aren't you tryin' today Patchy?" The man simply smirked, oblivious to the fact that a sun like object laid above his head, he held nothing noteworthy in his hands but the major fact that made him different to all humans.
Black wings.
Then the meek mage swung her arms downwards to the floor, and the flare copied, like a puppet with invisible strings. No sounds were made and the flare came smashing down to where he once stood, the hell fire flames spat out the moment the flare torched the floor. But there was no man standing there.
"Your flare missed Patchy. You must be getting slower and slower at this little game." The voice echoed across the library, his voice came from all sides of Patchouli. Confusing the librarian was a considerable task to do.
Then the man reappeared behind Patchouli, a scarlet sword was held in both of his hands, swinging widely at Patchouli's back, and the trap was sprung.
"Water Sign "Bury In Lake" The magician shone a sky blue for a second as the blue shot towards the heaven and crashed around the man, trapping him a sky blue bubble. Patchouli smiled and chuckled. "Getting slower am I Pikmin?"
"Moon Sign Silent Selene" Patchouli shone a bright lunar white as she begun to recite her finishing spell card in combat.
If only they looked outside for a moment...