Lowe closes his eyes, breathing in the arena air. There's a certain atmosphere you can only get from things like this. Maybe it's excitement? He shrugs, leaving the posturing for later. He walks to the center of the arena and starts doing light stretches, hopping up and down, and just generally trying to hype himself up.

With her right wrist in her other hand, Nacci walks to the center of the arena, rolling her hand around the joint. "... Test forty four... Test forty five..." After a few final tests, her fingers extending and retracting, she looks up to see Lowe in the center along with her. She smiles, nodding along with his statement. "Agreed. It's not every day one gets to fight in such a high-tech environment. May the better fighter claim victory." She extends her hand out to him, awaiting a handshake before the match begins.

Lowe smiles back, though he seems a bit uneasy. Yeah, you took the words right outta my mouth! I'm sure this'll be one to remember. Something about this girl was a little off, he already wasn't great with girls, especially fighting them. This one seemed nice enough, just...a tad off. Lowe decided to shrug it off as nerves, and get ready for the fight.

Alright ladies and gentleman, this one should be a good one!! AI: VIRTUAL WORLD READY....NEXT LOCATION....MOON Hikaru: And away we go!! ENERGIZE!!! (As Hikaru slams the button, the two are then teleported to the surface of the moon, where behind them is an almost breathtaking view of Earth. Since this is a virtual world, they do not have to worry about oxygen, however to keep things realistic, Hikaru put in some extra work to include low gravity and sound, similar to actually being in space.) https://qph.fs.quoracdn.net/main-qimg-ba3e59f9e67582049c5e8879bdb55cb4 Alright folks, this here map is special. The fighters will fight in a low gravity environment, and sound will be muffled, to kind of simulate the feeling of space. Fighters, get ready! LET'S ROCK!! (battle theme: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9zyJX3WSjDQ)

After being transported to their arena, Nacci takes a moment to look around, before doing a little test. She lowers herself to the ground, before leaping, ending up many feet into the air. She flips herself backwards, ending up gaining some distance on Lowe. "Fascinating... I'll have to ask about this later, perhaps find a new algorithm for... ah, not important." As she lands on her feet, Nacci quickly pushes herself forward and up back towards Lowe with her arms out, aiming to grab him as she comes back down. That is, if she's uninterrupted.

Lowe stares at the view of the Earth. His expression was wistful, he really couldn't believe his eyes. Virtual or not, this was awesome. Damn, I...this rocks! Hey, uh...Feebo, isn't th-Woah! He slid back a bit in surprise at the girl's sudden assault, and extended his right arm, with one finger pointed toward his opponent. R-right. Fight first, sightsee later! His extended finger would glow subtlety as a small runic circle appeared at the tip and from it would shoot a pair of railroad spikes, one after the other.

With such an unusual power, Lowe's certain to surprise his opponents. This is no exception, the first spike easily landing firmly in Nacci's left shoulder as she tries to avoid, although the other simply flies by. As she lands on the ground, not quite to her target, she grabs the spike with her right hand and rips it from her shoulder, a small hole now sending out sparks, showing off a little of her internal wiring. "This is an... odd projectile. Not particularly aerodynamic either..." She tosses the spike aside before once again running towards Lowe, using the low gravity to bound forward with each step, before aiming to punch him straight in the gut with her right fist, followed by a kick with her left leg to try and send him flying. Again, assuming she's uninterrupted...

Woah, are those sparks? No way are you a robot?! Aw, that is so- Ah, right more fighty less talky. He was a bit too late, as the girl's combo hits its mark. Lowe is sent careening through the air, the low gravity causing him to have much longer hangtime than he thought. He shakes his head, getting his bearings. Gah...sure hit hard enough to be one. Even I can't take a lot of hits like that. Lowe rights himself as he descends slowly, and thrusts one arm towards Feebo, his palm open. You want odd?! Try this on for size! RRRRAAAAAAAAGH! Lowe made a throwing motion with his extended arm, so much so that he began to tumble in the low gravity. More importantly, a portal opened just to the side of his arm, much larger this time. A bullet train, addorned with red signs came barreling out of said portal, and sped through the air toward the spot where the android was standing below.

"Well, this one likes trains..." Lola said as she was analyzing the battle between Lowe and Nacci, seeing Lowe as more of the superior fighter due to his power of trains, "Of course, an adept that fights with trains..." Copen grumbled as he watched on, "Actually, I don't detect septimose in this one..." Lola said, still analyzing the fighters... 'So he's...not an adept..?' Copen thought to himself, thinking about what are the possible explanations to Lowe's power, "He must be a Senary wave person..." Copen told himself as he kept watching

As a speeding train rolls its way towards Nacci, she has an idea. Luckily, the distance gained from the kick was enough time for her to go into action before the train reached her. She closes her eyes for a moment, before reopening them, now a pale light green. Following suit, her hair becomes the same color, which also begins to flow to the side, like in wind. "Even if we're in space, the magic of my forms should still work... Rising Burst!" Nacci thrusts both of her hands down below herself, and a blast of force boosts her up into the air, easily high above the train thanks to the low gravity. Following up, she uses small bursts of wind to aim herself down towards Lowe, zig-zagging in an attempt to avoid any projectiles thrown at her, before letting out a final burst that sends her directly at him, aiming to bash into him with her shoulder.

Initially surprised at the sudden change his opponent underwent, Lowe rebounded quickly enough. Seeing the girl's incoming assault, he had to think fast. When it came down to it, he was sitting duck in the air. He needed to get back on the ground and engage on his own terms. He sighed, this was gonna suck. Allowing Feebo to connect, Lowe had the wind knocked out of him. Gritting his teeth, Lowe did his best to bear the pain, and grabbed hold of the girl's hips with his hands. Alright, enough! You're going down! He failed to mention that he intended to go with her, but explaining that wouldn't be nearly as cool. Provided his grab was uninterrupted, Lowe would grit his teeth as a train appeared above the pair, hopefully smacking them both an d sending them flying toward the ground. Again, provided he went undisturbed, Lowe would push downward with his arms to hopefully force most of the impact onto Feebo. While the initial hit from the train didn't hurt him whatsoever, the impact of hitting the ground certainly would.

An older man in a red coat wanders into the stands, he'd catch the last bit of Lowe's attack and grin to himself a tiny bit. Well well, that's quite the bold move to make at this point... Even so, he's got faith in the kid. He'd grin over at the boy and begin shouting. "Better win you hear me! After all, you're my... Well, student is close enough! So come on and show em what you're made of!" The man raises a fist into the air with one final shout, walking over and taking a seat as he smirks. Heh, this whole fighting tourney thing is something he's actually glad to be out of... Still, gotta show up to show his support. At least in this case.

Although not expecting such tactics, the hands of a normal human would really struggle to hold down a full metal body. Easily breaking away from him, Nacci uses another quick burst of air to move herself away. "Tsk, never expected him to try something like that... It's a bit dirty, don't you think?" Following that, Nacci begins to charge a small ball of wind between her hands, the air spinning in a disk, slowly gathering energy.

Lowe doubles back, damn. Thought that'd work. Hey, all's fair in love and war, and no offense, but this ain't the former. Lowe couldn't help but smile at that cheer. That old fart actually showed up? It'd suck to lose in front of him. His resolved affirmed, Lowe readied himself again and snaps his fingers. Hoping to stop this attack before he can even learn what it does, a train appears behind him, and smacks him from behind. It fades away right after making contact, and the boy is sent speeding toward his opponent. He extends one foot for a kick, and should it land unimpeeded, he'd kick off of the robot girl and backwards into the air with a somewhat graceful flip. Now in the air again, he'd follow the kick up by firing several of the railroad spikes into her upper torso, near her shoulders.

While at first she's unaware of what's coming her way with Lowe's next attack, the instant she realizes what it is, all she can do is smile. She simply takes the kick, despite the fact the the extra force from the train is easily enough to cause the kick to put a dent in her metal externals. It's more than worth the risk of damage to finish her prep. "Coming in this close may have been a mistake, you know... Here comes a hurricane!" With that, Nacci unleashes the attack she'd been charging as Lowe launches his spikes. The wind bursts forth from her palms, spiraling towards Lowe, the sharp force of the wind even cutting his skin in some places. It catches the spikes as well, sending them spinning back up towards Lowe. Once the attack concludes, Nacci's eyes and hair fade back to their normal gray, although the attack ends up leaving her a bit winded.

A man with a silver earring on his right ear walks into the stadium, curious to see who's battling or so, only before seeing Tatsuya looking on in the stands, "Hey Tatsuya." He said as he walked towards him and sat next to him.

Lowe cringes as the wind rips him apart. His clothes tear here and there, and he's covered in fresh cuts, bleeding mildly. He flinches at first at the spikes, but he'd soon find them bouncing off him harmlessly. My own fear... can't hurt me anymore. Heh. Taking note of her form change, the boy smirks, seeing his opportunity to finally turn things in his favor. He snaps again, sending a train careening toward the winded Feebo. As it sped by he'd take hold of the roof of one of the cars. Provided this connects, the train would slam the girl into the ground. It stuck around afterwards for a second, long enough for Lowe to kick off of it and land a few yards away thanks to the lessened gravity.

Unable to do much of anything after expending so much energy, Nacci's slammed into the ground by the train. The shock of the attack finally allows her to recover, although there's not much to be done. "... Only one option... Hemera, rise upon this endless night and aid me!" The sound of smashing glass can be heard from beneath the train, before it begins to rise up, now being held by a large mechanical spider which shelters Nacci from the train. It easily tosses the train to the side, allowing Nacci to stand up. Now covered in dents, she has a faint yellow-orange glow. "Now, my all." Without even closing her eyes this time, the woman's eyes and hair burst into a sharp yellow, the hair even curling up on end now. Electricity bursts out from the small wound from earlier, crawling along her limbs before dispersing into the ground. She now, she simply stands and watches from afar, standing beside to her Persona.

Lowe has to shield his eyes momentarily, this new sight was a lot to take in. Off the deep end we go, I guess. Damn I wish I could transform...or had a Persona. That'd be reeaal handy at times like this. Oh well, when the going gets tough and all that. Learning his lesson from before, Lowe decides to wait this one out. He crouches down, placing one hand on the ground and extending the other toward the robot and her now revealed Persona.

Once it's made clear they both intend to simply wait, Nacci begins her attack. Putting her palms up towards Lowe, a small hole in the center of them opens up, and flashes of lightning burst out from them, aiming to strike him from afar. After a few shots, she hops atop her Persona before continuing her assault. "Now Hemera, charge!" The large spider begins to run at top speed towards Lowe, while Nacci continues to launch her bolts of lightning towards him. If it managed to reach him, it'd attempt to pin him down beneath one of its large feet, stomping multiple times if necessary.

His preparations ready, Lowe put more pressure on the ground with his hand. One blast tore into his shoulder, leaving the area it struck smoldering as a portal appeared on the ground before him, and from it came a train at roughly a 30° angle relative to Lowe. He grabbed the top of it, riding it as it rose. If the change in his position didn't help him dodge those shots, then the train would hopefully help to shield him. As he zoomed through the air, he'd leave a trail of the smaller portals behind him as he kept his finger extended. He was trying to use the train to mask his plan, but whether he was spotted or not, this would be pretty exhausting, but it will hopefully be enough to put this match to bed. Oh, you're gonna love this!

Now met with a rising train in front of her, Nacci and her Persona slide to a halt below it. Then, after lowering itself to the ground, Hemera launches Nacci off it's back onto the bottom of the train, grabbing hold of any good handhold below. "I'll finish this before your plan even gets itself going! Hemera, Maziodyne, to me!" The symbol on Hemera's abdomen shines brightly, before erupting in a thunderbolt outwards, heading straight into Nacci. Due to the nature of her form, the electricity begins to flow into her, causing her hair to practically stand on end, small sparks flying out from the ends. "And one final blow! All of my power, all at once!" Switching to hold onto the train with her feet, Nacci hangs down with her hands free, building up electricity between the two, more and more, to the point where even the energy from her hair and eyes fade away and join the ball. With what little control she had over the energy, she puts her hands back up against the bottom of the train and unleashes it directly into the metal, flowing the currently up towards the roof where Lowe was, aiming to direct it into him and hopefully take him out.

Lowe's plan already involved leaping off the train, so he was already midair by the time she had grabbed hold of it. Still, that was a lot of electricity. He couldn't possibly have hoped to dodge all of it, but at least he wasn't dead. Even so, he didn't have the energy left in him to make more gateways, and decided to roll with what he had. Tsk, g-good thing the train wasn't... a-anything more than a distraction! T-this should still be the end, Iron...Curtain! The smoking vehicle vanished, revealing the collection of glowing gateways that peppered the sky. Lowe pointed at them as he fell, and all at once they fired at the Persona and user pair. Some in front of them, some directly above. There were roughly a bit less than 30 in total, all firing once. That was about all Lowe could manage as he landed on his knees, his arms shaking and breathing heavily. That last attack hurt a lot more than he expected.

"Humans... really are something." With that, Nacci closes her eyes once again, bringing her legs up to her torso and wrapping them in her arms as she falls through the air. Hemera, still sitting on the ground, leaps upwards with a frontal spin, allowing it to grab Nacci between it's legs as the spikes pellet down, slamming into the Persona as it protects its user from the physical harm. It takes a majority of them before being forced to withdraw, the last five or so spikes landing in various parts of Nacci's body. "Now, I-I believe this i-is don-ne." Nacci's voice studders as one of the spikes managed to land in her throat, damaging her vocal processes. Her left shoulder, damaged once before, is now almost split in two by multiple spikes hitting it. However, her stance allowed her to protect her vital parts, keeping her able to function. As she hits the ground, she finally stretches her legs back out, standing up once again as she stares down Lowe. After taking a few steps in his direction, she brings her right palm up towards him, the opening pointed right between his eyes. "T-t-this is the en-nd. It was a good match-h, but I'm not going to fa-a-all to such tricks. You d-did well. You should be proud." With that, if uninterrupted, she'd unload a final round, the loud bang echoing throughout the arena, right between the eyes.

Lowe smiled as she began to recover. Man, this one was tough. He could feel the defeat oncoming, but decided he'd rather go out in style than any other way. His hand darted for the back of his hip, and grabbed hold of something. What exactly that was would become clear as in a single motion he'd both draw and fire twp bullets from an M1911 pistol right for Feebo's injured neck. His aim, albiet shakey, was honed and seemed almost professional. Simple, I guess. Effective...though. Hoping that bought him some time, any time, Lowe kicked off the ground and tried to put some distance between the two. The low gravity helped with this, but he probably wasn't going to land all that gracefully.

Unfortunately for Lowe, guns aren't particularly effective against robots with bullet-proofing, especially when the injured part of the neck they're aiming for isn't even in their line of sight, as the only place the spike would've been able to hit is the back, since her tucked in head would've protected the front. "Effectiveness confi-i-irmed false. Initiating final proced-dures. Good tr-ry." With that, Nacci fires at Lowe multiple times despite the distance, aiming for different parts of his body each time, hopefully bringing the match to a close with at least one well placed shot.

Even worse for the boy, Lowe's increased resilience kept him alive. That's a blessing usually, but not here. His body refused to move at this point, no matter how much he struggled. Lowe was face-down on the ground by now, gritting his teeth. D-damnit! Why?! Move, body! He continued to struggle with himself, before sighing a very deep, defeated sigh and letting himself go limp. Fffffffuck.

AI: DEPLOYING HEALING DRONE...RETURNING TO REALITY... (The healing drone swoops in, heals both of the fighter's wounds, and swiftly returns them to the real world. As the audience begins cheering and applauding, Hikaru then takes the mic) Hikaru: What do you think folks? Was this not an amazing fight? We've got even more stages with small features like this, so don't go anywhere yet!! And so let me present your winner... NACCI!!!! (The crowd lets out a thunderous roar of cheers and applause for the winner, with some encouraging Lowe that he did a great job) We're almost done with the first round of the tournament! I can't wait to see what will happen next!