Spar with a familiar Guest [Naito]

Naito sucked his teeth in annoyance at Chance's versatility on the battlefield. He would hate to admit it, but she was right about that. Opponents who could keep a range from him were difficult to deal with. Especially those who could fly. Perhaps with another elemental skill, he'd be able to deal with them much easier. The Tsurinai pinched his chin between his index finger and thumb in some thought. "Perhaps you're right about that, Attendant Chance. I'm sure you've seen many Users in your time, so you would know, correct? Then answer something for me. Is there a level beyond just this Prime Persona? Surely you would know." The curious male kept his eyes on the opponent, being the Attendant who served under him. If there was a way to get her out the Velvet Room and to participate in more battles, then things would become much easier. However, something chained her movements and kept her bound to this room. Something he wished to break in the future to give her the freedom she craved so subtly. After all, why would she want others to show her the human world if she held no interest in leaving this room behind? Surely there were enough denizens of the Velvet Room to cover her work load if she were to disappear. Well regardless of the thought, Baal yanked its chain and pulled its coffin back into an embrace. Throwing the coffin upwards like a spear towards the Attendant, it'd once again have enough force to cause the ceiling to drop debris down upon her. However this time, any debris that came its way, it would immediately retract the coffin and use it as a bat to fire the rubble her way. The silverette's eyes would narrow in annoyance as he felt his vitality reaching its limit to continue his command over Baal.

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"Well, there have only been seven Persona-Users before you and the others of this time period, Naito-san. Their situation was abit different. Instead of fighting for the survival of everyone, they were merely focused on their own survival. It lead to violent tendencies, and soon murder also became involved. It was a game to those spectating, but life or death for those inside." The Attendant controlled the Persona to dodge to the side of the coffin, and once again the debris began to tumble downward. Using another burst of wind, she'd begin to fling them towards the Persona who was firing them back up like a batter. Once again, Chance made no attempt at actually hitting the Persona, and was just humoring Naito as he continued to bat the debris back up, just for them to be fired right back down towards Baal. Chance even gave a small chuckle at this point.

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The Tsurinai raised a brow when Chance delivered the information about the other Users before their time. He had heard nothing of them, and Igor had not shared such information either. Though it'd be rather arrogant to believe he was the first to hold this power either way. He wondered what happened to this first group of Persona-Users, and if any were still alive to tell the tale of their journey. Did they have to deal with Limbo before aswell? Or no, if he recalled, Limbo was a new phenomenon. The Tsurinai thought this over as his Persona continued to bat the debris back towards Chance before launching up and attempting to grasp the Attendant and slam her into the ceiling as a last ditch move. This would most likely be the Tsurinai's last attack, as he'd give a slight cough from the fatigue he was currently feeling and would stumble backwards a few feet to gather his breath. If the attack failed, Baal would revert back into his Tarot card form before vanishing altogether. "Either way, I must thank you for this, Chance. You've taught me about one of my weaknesses I will need to overcome." Naito gave a thin smile as he placed a hand on his side nonchalantly and looked up towards his Attendant. "Hmm, thinking about some things.. I want you to meet someone. She's a fellow user, like myself, and could use your expertise as an Attendant. I can show you now."

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Raiza would use its wind to shoot Chance across the ceiling as it stayed behind and took the hit from Baal full on. In midair, the Attendant would flip downward and land on the ground with a thud, clearing the danger zone. The Fortune would shatter and break, reverting back to the simple tarot card that would float back towards the Attendant. Her various cards would return to the pages of her book as she'd look towards Naito-san with a smile. "I think that's enough for today, Naito-san. You look rather exhausted." When he mentioned something about introducing her to someone, Chance gave a childish smile of excitement and pumped her arms. She was excited! So if he wished, she would follow Naito-san out of the Velvet Room and back to the real world.

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