Dimensional Descent

Simona's pupils constricted. The instant Aina moved, it was as though the weight of an expert bore down from all sides. Her powerful thighs grew a size, her toned torso flexed, her slender arms pulsed with a power their slight frame had no business having… Every movement was efficient to an extreme and refined to the final detail.

She was a work of art.

Simona's expression calmed, her arms leaving their relaxed position and her hands raising. The long, painted nails that graced them curled like claws, shimmering with delicately designed gems.

Her arm swept at the air even as Aina's ax swung downward.

BANG!

Claw and blade met. On one side, a dark violet gown danced wildly in the wind and on the other, a long cascading river of jet black hair flowed as though a single cohesive whole.

Sparks flew between them, neither woman taking even a single step backward.

Simona's arm trembled, her gaze narrowing further. In that instant, what looked like a stalemate collapsed.

BANG!

dress threatening to fly from her body out from below as though

strength with had been equal to Simona's suddenly erupted past her,

in the ground, the little puppy that had been dancing around her ankles

he had given Simona a warning. It wasn't his fault that she hadn't listened. But, then again, by the time he had given said warning, it was probably

body was so finely tuned that she had put out only just enough strength to negate Simona's own counter in that instant. Then,

into the exchange with intent to probe. Aina had entered the exchange with intent to humiliate. And, the

what was left her momentum just before

strong suit but it wasn't even something Simona would list in her top three best qualities. However, it was clear that Aina was aware of this

obvious gauntlet. She didn't just plan to win this battle, she planned to cruise to its

cold light in Simona's gaze grew, a fog of dark violet Force beginning to spread

tell that their young miss was enraged. Despite the fact her expression didn't seem to have changed in the slightest, the blood thirst in her air now was heavier than the

put the poison away, if I were you." Aina said lightly. "Unless you're

right palm flipped over to reveal a snaking black with dense scale-like patterns that made it seem as though it had been carved out of the hide of a dragon. Her left palm flipped

style was a specialty of the Pyius family. A tail-like whip

appeared, two strong Level Two Blade-like Forces manifested. With a single step, Simona's gown tore a gash from its hem to her hip, revealing a gorgeous sight of supple calf and thigh. A garter pressed against her pale

raised her leg to take a second step,

air, only to

the wind in two, only to have its