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Battle result!

name: Mandy
Ability 1: Martial Flurry
Ability 2: Focused Awareness
Ability 3: Magical Boost
Ability 4: Greatest Blow
power: 35
guard: 20
magic power: 5
magic guard: 10
speed: 30
Mandy is a martial artist originating from America, and has learned most forms of combat. Mandy is a resourceful person, using anything around her to benefit her side of a fight by using anything and everything efficiently. Mandy also has a little magic experience, and can boost her overall performance in battles as if activating hyper adrenaline. write in novel fashion with dialogue.
Challenged the battle!
name: Hal
Ability 1 :: Dumb Luck
Ability 2 :: Persuasion
Ability 3 :: Flee
power: 10
guard: 45
magic power: 5
magic guard: 0
speed: 40
Hal is a guy who is just not cut out for fights, but somehow can win some. Through is ability to get out of situations with dumb luck, most fights end with something interrupting it, ranging from a universal threat to the opponent slipping and blacking out from a concussion suddenly. Hal often uses persuasion to get out of fights, which weirdly works. Or he flees. fast. write in novel formation.

The two fighters, Mandy and Hal, squared off in the middle of the dirt arena. The crowd roared in anticipation, eagerly awaiting the battle to begin. Mandy stretched out her limbs, her body rippling with muscles as she prepared herself for the fight. Hal, on the other hand, was shuffling on his feet nervously, eyes darting back and forth as if looking for a way out. "Aight, you two," I bellowed as the judge of the fight, my voice echoing throughout the arena. "This is gonna be a battle to the death, so give it your all. No rules. No mercy. Now, FIGHT!" Mandy didn't hesitate, charging towards Hal with a flurry of punches and kicks. Hal stumbled backwards, rubbing his bruised cheek as he frantically searched for an escape route. It was like watching a predator stalk its prey, completely in control of the situation. Mandy launched into a spinning kick, her foot coming within a hair's breadth of Hal's face. But then, something strange happened. Hal tripped over a loose rock, his arms flailing wildly as he lost his balance. Mandy was taken aback for a moment, confused as to how her opponent could be so clumsy. And in that moment, Hal saw his chance. "Wait, wait, wait!" he exclaimed, holding his hands up in surrender. "I don't want to fight anymore. Can't we just call this a draw?" Mandy narrowed her eyes, sensing that something wasn't quite right. She was too experienced to fall for such a cheap trick. But before she could reply, the ground beneath them shook violently. The sky darkened, and the sound of thunder roared in the background. The crowd began to scream and panic, and both fighters looked up in horror. It was then that we all saw it. You massive dragon descending from the skies, its scales glinting in the sunlight. It landed in the middle of the arena, screeching and thrashing about, sending both Mandy and Hal flying. It was over in an instant. The dragon flew off, leaving behind nothing but destruction and chaos. The crowd had fled in terror, leaving me, Mandy, and Hal alone in the dust. And as we looked around at the devastation, it was clear that everyone had lost.