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!

her feet shattered, her dress threatening to fly from her body out from below as

to Simona's suddenly erupted past her, forcing

little puppy that had been dancing around her ankles quickly dodging out of

lip twitched. Well, he had given Simona a warning. It wasn't his fault that she hadn't listened. But, then again, by the time he had

had done it on purpose. Her control over her body was so finely tuned that she had put out only just enough strength to negate Simona's own counter in that instant. Then, when Simona was feeling confident that their strengths were about equal after a single probe, Aina erupted with more strength in a

into the exchange with intent to probe. Aina had entered the exchange with intent to humiliate. And, the only way you could get away with such a thing is if you had the confidence… and

turned a shade colder, her final stomp stopping what was left her momentum just before reaching the edge

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

didn't just plan to win this battle, she planned to cruise to

grew, a fog

a beat. They could tell that their young miss was enraged. Despite the fact her expression didn't seem to have changed in the slightest, the blood thirst

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

single word. Her 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 over to reveal a slender silver blade that seem a bit too long to

family. A tail-like whip and a stinger-like sword. Together they

her hip, revealing a

raised her leg to take a second

whip lashed out through the air, only to be

the wind in two, only to have its