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 body out from below as though a strong air

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

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

warning. It wasn't his fault that she hadn't listened. But, then again, by the time

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

intent to humiliate. And, the only way you could get away

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

this result. Physical strength was clearly 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 aware of this as well, or else she

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

fog of dark violet Force

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

Aina said lightly. "Unless you're seeking to

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 be considered a knife or dagger, but still

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

to her hip, revealing a gorgeous sight of supple calf and thigh. A garter pressed against her pale flesh, lined with slender silver needles

to take a

out through the air, only to

short sword split the wind in two, only to have its Blade Force shattered by