[Spoken Intro] Blade Dancer... Zaun’s bright little blade, step through the veil. I am Cassiopeia. Welcome to 2XKO. [Verse 1] I heard the sisters in your story, One with sparks, one built to brawl. You carry knives like loaded questions, And leave red answers on the wall. Acrobat over broken railings, Steel in one hand, fire in the other, Gadgets ticking under your jacket— Tell me, swordsman, what do you uncover? [Pre-Chorus] I have worn a face that made them flee, You wield a power they fear to name. Come closer; let the arena see What survives when we outlive shame. [Chorus] Welcome, Blade Dancer, bring your best design, Cut a path through mine and test this spine. I want to know what challenge you conceal, How fast your fire turns, how sharp your steel. They may call us monsters when the curtains rise, But I refuse their story, and I refuse their eyes. Not for my scales, not for your flame— We choose the name that outlasts the blame. [Spoken Section] Do not mistake courtesy for mercy. I have waited a long time to meet a problem that thinks it is a performance. Show me the dance. [Verse 2] Your boots kiss stone, then leave it smoking, A fuse laughs somewhere near your sleeve. You spin through danger like it’s music, But every trick has room to breathe. I know the ache beneath a legend, The bite beneath a perfect pose. If Zaun taught you to strike first, Then I will teach you when to close. [Pre-Chorus] I have worn a face that made them flee, You wield a power they fear to name. Come closer; let the arena see What survives when we outlive shame. [Chorus] Welcome, Blade Dancer, bring your best design, Cut a path through mine and test this spine. I want to know what challenge you conceal, How fast your fire turns, how sharp your steel. They may call us monsters when the curtains rise, But I refuse their story, and I refuse their eyes. Not for my scales, not for your flame— We choose the name that outlasts the blame. [Bridge] If your blade is a question, let mine answer clean. If your fire is a warning, I will stand between. No sister’s shadow, no serpent’s skin, No borrowed fear decides who wins. You are not the blast they remember, I am not the shape they dread. Meet me where the sand burns gold— And leave the old names dead. [Spoken Break] Blade Dancer, brother of Jinx and Vi... Bring the explosions. Bring the impossible angle. Bring every lesson Zaun carved into your hands. I want the challenge. And when this is over, neither of us leaves as a monster. [Final Chorus] Welcome, Blade Dancer, let the whole arena learn, Every falling spark is one more thing we turn. You leap, I coil; you strike, I rise, Two feared silhouettes beneath unblinking skies. They may call us monsters when the curtains rise, But I refuse their story, and I refuse their eyes. Not for my scales, not for your flame— We choose the name that outlasts the blame. [Outro] So draw your sword. Light the fuse. Enter the roster. Cassiopeia is watching.
