The center of the arena distorts, as if something was grabbing and pulling at the space. With a burst of force, the spot explodes in a veritable hailstorm of tiny pieces of energy shrapnel. When the dust clears, Celestie stands before the cyborg without her sword or shield. She steps back to her place on the opposite side of the arena, wearing nothing more than a thin, loose-fitting white gown reaching down to her shins. "A shame. I had hoped Hikaru would be standing in your place. No matter. You're too easily manipulated for us to allow you to win." She says, looking up to the VIP area before settling her gaze back upon C2323. "You have lost control over yourself and your own fate. You no longer serve any purpose, you no longer have any worth. Make this quick and go run back home."
