Dimensional Descent

Sael latched on to Aphestus' leg, her eyes glowing with a dangerous light.

This battle was indeed an insult to her. She, the preeminent youth of Valiant Hall was looked down upon to the point of fighting a mere Vice Leader of a Peak. This kind of humiliation wasn't small. And, the sinister plot behind it was even worse.

She needed to win. She had to win.

Sael's gaze grew bloodshot, her fury finally reaching a peak.

She roared, blossoming blue tattoos of blooming flowers growing along her fair skin. Her wrists grew out with delicate blue lily petals and her hair lengthened, growing out into long, whipping vines.

In what felt like an instant, the stage of the battle had been covered in these think bluish-green vines, each blooming with large swaths of flowers.

Sael's delicate exposed belly, her frail shoulders, even her lovely cheeks became covered in these tattoos. Yet, instead of ruining her appearance, it seemed to give her an exotic air. It was the kind of feeling one might have when gazing upon something alien. The feeling was only made more potent by the change in Sael's eyes.

Her brown eyes became a bright blue, her irises morphing into the form of a six petaled flower.

Anyone who knew Sael knew that she was going all out.

Sael's gaze glowed, her flower petaled irises spinning one petal over.

In that instant, a tattoo bloomed on Aphestus' chest before he could put his leg away.

Chuckling, Aphestus finally pulled back, hopping through the network of vines and dodging their snapping whips as he touched the tattoo on his chest.

"Hoho… How curious…"

sluggish as though

vine aimed for the back of his head. By the time he looked up, Sael was already before him

punch, forcing Aphestus to block with a knee. His chuckling grated on her ears. There was nothing she wanted more

big chested beauty. Your eyes

respond, her fists raining down. The petals that surrounded her wrists suddenly separated,

Aphestus' pupils constricted.

The muscles of his torso flexed and writhed, his feet kicking

than meeting delicate skin, though, he found a blockade of vines in his way. Unable to dodge, his booming kick was stopped in

wildly as they clashed. But this time, Aphestus couldn't pull

his ankle, lifting

air. The same petals that formed around her

them to gather the momentum and foundation she needed, Sael's arms flexed, her back pulsing with

"Hehe, how interesting."

able to react perfectly. His

quarters of a foot long, shimmering beneath the setting

CLANG! CLANG! CLANG!

daggers and Sael's blade-like petals crossed, her fists' endless barrage being met and countered by

that moment, Sael's irises rotated by another petal, causing another flower tattoo to bloom

another measure. He mistimed his block,

he could, flexing the muscle dense tapestry that was

be able to counter everything, her

instant Aphestus wanted to swing, Sael's vines

PUCHI!