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The frozen battlefield crackled with embers as Yoshika’s flames clashed against Capitano’s dark energy. The air was thick with tension, the onlookers—Harbingers and Fatui alike—watching in silent anticipation.

Capitano stood unwavering, his massive sword resting against his shoulder, his stance unreadable. Yoshika, in contrast, burned with intensity, her golden-pink-gray spear wreathed in fire as she circled him. The snow beneath her feet melted away, steam rising from the heat of her Pyro energy.

Arlecchino crossed her arms, her gaze sharp. “She’s fighting more seriously now.”

She hears a familiar voice.

Columbina hummed in amusement. “It’s fascinating, isn’t it? She’s not even at her full potential yet.”

Arlecchino wasn't really shocked Columbina came, after all she was aware of everything.

Yoshika lunged forward, spinning her spear in a precise arc. Capitano blocked, but the impact sent tremors through the ground. She twisted, flames trailing her movements, and struck again. Capitano countered with a powerful downward swing, and for a moment, their weapons locked in a struggle of strength.

“You’re holding back,” Capitano stated, his tone unreadable. “Why?”

Yoshika’s eyes flickered with fire. “I don’t need to show you everything.”

She shifted her grip, her spear igniting even brighter. With a swift movement, she kicked off the ground, launching herself over Capitano’s guard and bringing her weapon down in a fiery strike. Capitano barely evaded, stepping back as flames scorched his armor.

A low chuckle echoed in her mind.

“That’s better, Yoshika,” Kimika’s voice whispered. “Now, break him.”

She gritted her teeth. That voice, that ever-present reminder of what she was—who she was—pressed against the edges of her mind. But she wasn’t Kimika. She was herself.

And she would prove it.

Capitano moved, his sword cutting through the air. Yoshika met him head-on.

The battle continued, fire and shadow colliding in a dance of destruction.

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