[Weiss walks over to a fair distance from Pyrrha, draws Myrtenaster, and plants the blade in the ground. Ice forms around it, encasing it in cold crystal as Weiss turns back around. Her smirk grows wider as her shadow detaches from her feet, flowing up her body and into her hand to form a blade of darkness.]
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[Weiss walks over to a fair distance from Pyrrha, draws Myrtenaster, and plants the blade in the ground. Ice forms around it, encasing it in cold crystal as Weiss turns back around. Her smirk grows wider as her shadow detaches from her feet, flowing up her body and into her hand to form a blade of darkness.]
Alright, I'm ready.