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 below as though a

her, forcing Simona to

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

twitched. Well, he had given Simona a warning. It wasn't his fault that she hadn't listened. But, then again, by

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

with intent to probe. Aina had entered the exchange with intent to humiliate. And, the only way

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

even something Simona would list in her top three

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

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

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

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

palm flipped over to reveal a snaking black with dense scale-like patterns that made it seem as though it had been carved out of the hide of a dragon. Her left

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

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

take a

through the air, only to be deflected by

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