Lady-Moth

“ENTER THE ANGEL!” The purple suited announcer’s voice echoed through the stadium as cheers erupted from the stands. Jason sighed as his angel, Keitaro, climbed down off his shoulder and briskly moved to stand on his open palm. In the raised seat across from him sat his opponent, a young girl with straight black hair and wearing an almost stereotypical Japanese high school uniform. She called out her entry line as she threw her angel into the air. The small robot did a graceful flip as she sailed through the air, landing smoothly on the layer that sat between between the two dues’s. “You know, when we had heard