The strong eat the weak's meat. [The English words that came to mind were the Japanese idiom's cadence, surprisingly enough. She wonders if the similarities run that deep, if it's a lingua franca for this girl too.] ...after reaching the second round, I was permitted a glimpse of the prize. It has gravitas. [Distinctly cagey about it, then. But she doesn't even quite yet memorize her name. Where are her manners?

She puts her right hand on her collarbone and extends her left arm to balance a curtsy - subtle, like she'd have to do in a battle leotard.] I am Iron Maiden Jeanne, as in the medieval torture device; the leader of the X-Laws and also our Shaman Fight subsquad X-I. X is the roman numeral ten. Laws include commandments. S makes us plural. [She extends her hand, shining.] Will you do me the honor of becoming my friendly rival?

[Jeanne truly thought, "Thank god. Finally. Someone else from an anime."]