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 current had

erupted past her, forcing Simona to quickly retreat lest

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

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

counter in that

intent to humiliate. And, the only way you could get away with such a thing is if you had the confidence…

stopping what was left her momentum just before reaching the edge of the

was clearly Aina's strong suit but it wasn't even something Simona would list in her top three best qualities.

this. 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 didn't just plan on winning, she planned on doing so

fog of dark

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 air now was heavier than the air

put the poison away, if I were you." Aina said lightly.

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 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

the Pyius family. A tail-like whip and a

a gash from its hem to her hip, revealing a gorgeous sight of supple calf and thigh. A garter pressed against her

leg to take a second step, both women

the air, only to be

only to