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Name: Tamika
Age: 15
Gender: Female
Appearance: Bright blue eyes, sleek, long raven hair and slightly tan.
Reason to enter the tournament: To Restore Order To The Planet. ((To stop wars and battles and give shamans a higher rule then humans))
Bio: Takes place after Hao/Zeke's demise. Tamika isn't a follower of Hao but agrees whole heartedly that humans are a bunch of lousy good for nothing trouble makers, who pollute the Earth. Though she doesn't agree to destroying them, instead she believes that they should be put to work to cleanse the Earth, as slaves to Shaman warriors.

Tamika's Spirit/Guardian Ghost:
Name: Akari.
Age: 700
Gender: Male.
Appearance: Crimson eyes, golden hair, pale.
Race: Vampire.
Weapon: Wooden Sword((Ironic Much? xD))
Attacks:
Wrap of the Dead- It holds a Shaman in place, absobing their furioku.
Fang Of The Devil- An attack which momentarily confuses the enemy.
Crushed Diamonds- Akari and Tamika momentarily fuse themselves, giving Akari full control over Tamika's actions while Tamika is the trapped inside him, using her shaman energy as a fuel to keep him going, until he can unleash his most feared attack, "Demons Grasp" where the enemies Furioku and life force are drained from their body.
Ending Move: Unknown.
Bio: A demon imprisoned in the sword of the warrior he last served, until a worthy enough Shaman came forth.

Tamika was nine and three days now.

She observed the sword sitting in the large stone. So many in her village had tried to pull it out.

The village elder coughed and stood up, his large feather hat brushing against the dark wall of his home behind him. "Our village has been giving us one Shaman every seventy years-" he coughed. Tamika felt herself stiffen, he should not be doing this. Standing up at his age, not like that.

They'd been marked as "nutjobs" by the nearby villages because they still believed in the old ways. They still believed of Shamans and Tournemants and Spirits.

Tamika shuffled her feet nervously.

"And now, another has risen to take my place."

All eyes were on her, she felt herself go pink.

"And she will pull out the Sword Of The Night, and she will be entering the next Tournemant to restore order to our World!"

Cheers errupted, people clapped and whistled.

She'd always had the best marks iin everything. She was the fastest runner, she could beat any boy in arm wrestling and she got top grades at their small school.

So why was she feeling so uneasy about pulling out a stupid sword? Because nubbodies dun it for five hun'red years, that's why. she thought frowning at the floor, putting her hands around the sword.

She gritted her teeth together and gripped as hard as she could...