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 as though a strong

been equal to Simona's suddenly erupted past her, forcing Simona to quickly retreat lest she

ground, the little puppy that had been dancing around her ankles quickly dodging out of the way

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

Aina 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 position

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

what was left her momentum just before reaching the

list in her top three best qualities. However, it was

had thrown down an obvious gauntlet. She didn't just plan

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

of her subordinates changed, their hearts skipping 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 in her

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

of a dragon. Her left palm flipped over to reveal a slender silver blade that seem a bit too long to be considered a knife or dagger, but still a hint too short to be considered a sword

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

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

Simona raised her leg to take a second step, both women

whip lashed out through the air, only to be deflected

only to have its Blade Force shattered by