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 dress threatening to fly from her body out from below

past her, forcing Simona to quickly retreat lest she be forced into

left deep craters in the ground, the little puppy that had been dancing around her ankles quickly dodging out of the

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

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 position that wasn't conducive to gathering momentum in

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

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

in her

her back immediately, but she hadn't chosen to do this. Instead, she had thrown down an obvious gauntlet. She didn't just plan to win this battle,

light in Simona's gaze grew, a fog of dark violet

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 in

if I were you." Aina said lightly.

patterns that made it seem as though it had been carved out of the hide of a dragon. Her

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

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 flesh, lined with slender silver needles that emitted

Simona raised her leg to take a second step, both

lashed out through the air, only to be deflected

in two, only to have its Blade Force shattered by an