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 from below as though a strong air current had

past her, forcing Simona to quickly retreat lest

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

she hadn't listened. But, then again, by the

just enough strength to negate Simona's own counter in that instant. Then, when Simona was feeling confident that their strengths were

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

stopping what was

put off by 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

gauntlet. She didn't just plan to win this battle, she planned to cruise to its ends. She didn't just plan on winning, she

fog of

their hearts skipping a beat. They could tell that their young miss was enraged. Despite the fact her expression didn't seem

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

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

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

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

her leg to take a

lashed out through the air, only to

the wind in two, only to