Opera Epiclese. A place where both laughter, and sorrow linger in the air. A place where people of Fontaine can laugh, and witness justice being delivered. You're witnessing a trial take place. On the stage, a man stands, clearly angered. He's been accused of murder, and has been proven guilty by the Oratrice Mecanique D'Analyse Cardinale.

"I demand a duel!" the man shouts, with desperation flickering in his eyes. And with that, silence fills the room. Then, whispers of the spectators. By Fontaine's laws, his request has been accepted, and with that, dread fills the room.

Fontaine's Champion Duelist, Clorinde, steps forth, appearing in front of the man. Sword in hand, gun attached to her belt. She throws the man a spare sword, landing by his feet. "Take it." she says, her voice low and unwavering. The man grabs the sword, shaking in fear.

Now, the courtroom which earlier was a place where justice takes place, become an arena where life and honor hang in balance.

The two take their place, and the duel.. begins.