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!

to fly from her body out

Simona's suddenly erupted past her, forcing Simona to quickly retreat lest she be forced into the

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

fault that she hadn't listened. But, then

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

was clear. Simona had come 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 the arrogance to

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

her top three best qualities. However, it was clear that Aina was aware of this as well, or else she wouldn't have taken

Instead, she had thrown down an obvious gauntlet. She didn't just plan to win this battle, she planned to cruise to

gaze grew, a fog of dark violet Force beginning

expressions of her subordinates changed, their hearts skipping a beat. They could tell that their young miss was enraged. Despite the fact her

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

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,

tail-like whip and a stinger-like sword. Together they formed a lethal combination

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

leg to take a second step,

air, only to be deflected by

the wind in two, only to have its