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!

threatening to fly from her body out from

her, forcing Simona to quickly retreat lest she

dainty feet left deep craters in the ground, the little puppy that had been dancing around

listened. But, then again, by

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 that wasn't

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 the

turned a shade colder, her final stomp stopping what was left her

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

down an obvious gauntlet. She didn't just plan to

Simona's gaze grew, a fog of dark

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

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

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 be considered a knife or dagger, but still a hint too short to be considered a sword

Pyius family. A tail-like whip and a stinger-like sword. Together they formed a lethal combination of long

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

leg to take a second step,

whip lashed out through the air, only

split the wind in two, only