Day Late

Makoto was cheering, watching Seifer perform his 'Special Strike Hammer', she cheered loudly. She knew they were going to win, it was far to obvious. The skill difference was huge, and they were practically running circles around the other team. In the next moment, she felt weightless and couldn't understand. She was in the air, rock and debris passing through the air with her. She couldn't hear anything, everything was quiet. Time seem to come to a stand still. As her body slowly turn, she came to find where she was located no longer was there. She couldn't understand as to why yet, but she had a feeling that the creature she could now see in the distance was most likely the cause of it.

She knew that if she didn't do anything, she was going to die. At first she thought it would be OK. She had lived a good life and she didn't have anything to regret, but soon her mental voice kicked in and she knew that was just stupid. As everything return to speed, she twist her body in the air, feeling her feet press against a large slab. With all her might she pushed off it, propelling herself toward the coliseum. She landed rather hard on the stairs, tumbling down them for a short distance before finally being able to stop. She pushed herself up, her legs shaky.

"What is going on?" She said aloud to herself in a hushed tone, keeping her balance as panicked people shoved pass her.

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