Cleric [1]

Evelyn found her opponent to be unexpected.

"….Oh, this."

Seeing Aoife stand opposite her, Evelyn found herself silently biting her lips. She had just returned from the library looking for any information but was disappointed to have found nothing. When asked, she was told that the books had already been taken.

Because the books were classified, as 'scholarly' books, there weren't many copies around.

There were a few but all of them had been taken. 

When Evelyn checked to see who the last one to have signed up for the book was, she was surprised to see that it was Aoife.

'Is something really wrong with her…?'

Despite the referee announcing the match's start, neither of the two moved.

All Evelyn could see were two fiery locks of hair and a pair of gleaming yellow eyes that stood out starkly against the bright white sun hanging overhead.

"Are you not going to attack?"