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…"

felt that his body was slightly sluggish

aimed for the back of his head. By the time he looked up, Sael was already before him again, her movements not affected by her obscenely

grated on her ears. There was nothing she wanted more than to rip that

eyes seem a little strained after

her fists raining down. The petals that surrounded her wrists suddenly separated, forming a hovering crown of sharp blades

Aphestus' pupils constricted.

The muscles of his torso flexed and writhed, his

delicate skin, though, he found a blockade of vines in his way. Unable to dodge, his booming

as they clashed. But this time, Aphestus

around his ankle, lifting him

The same petals that formed around her wrists formed around

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

"Hehe, how interesting."

upside-down, Aphestus seemed as though he was still able to react perfectly. His palms

was three quarters of a foot long,

CLANG! CLANG! CLANG!

blade-like petals crossed, her fists' endless barrage being met and

that moment, Sael's irises rotated by another petal,

small instant of time, Aphestus' body slowed by another measure. He mistimed his

muscle dense tapestry that

be able to counter everything, her sight seeing

instant Aphestus wanted to swing, Sael's vines countered his

PUCHI!