Maria watched as her opponents equipped themselves, taking special note of everything they chose. They'd each headed to the armory, during which time Maria prepared her own weaponry. She herself wore very little in the way of armor. Provocative studded leather was about the most she cared to don. On her lap, cradled like an infant, was her blade, a huge greatsword that was nearly twice her height. In her hands, she caressed one of her pistols, pulling back the slide and inspecting her weapon. It was sufficient.
Unfortunately, the proceeding fight was not to the death. No, that was another day's fight. With that in mind, she slid the magazine of rubber bullets into her weapon, loading it before chambering a round. It was around that time that her two opponents, who were there to test the arena more than anything, arrived.
Maria spoke softly, and her arena obeyed, and the very floor began to change, bending to her whims.
"Show me something tall... Ooh, and breakable." She had said. The ground changed, and in the blink of an eye, the arena had taken its form.
It was a large wooden construct, surrounded by foliage. The concrete floor that the two had been standing on would remain untouched, but stairs would appear in front of the two, leading them to the wooden platform that housed the place where the three would fight. Large wooden beams sprouted from the platform, supported by metal spikes, and connected by more wooden beams. Ropes and nets were strung along all throughout, making the ropes easily traversal. In the center, an open area stood, where a straight fight could be conducted, should they prefer.
Maria leaped from her throne, landing on the wood and placing the main force of the landing on her blade, which rang with a high pitched metallic sound. Glancing up, she smiled. "Tell you what... If you manage to strike a blow on me, you may keep your armor." She offered, grinning deviously.
