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!

body out from below as

erupted past her, forcing Simona

delicate and seemingly dainty feet left deep craters in the ground, the little puppy that had been dancing around her ankles

he had given Simona a warning. It wasn't his fault that she hadn't listened. But, then again, by the time he had given said warning, it was probably already too

control over her body was so finely tuned that she had put out only just enough strength to negate Simona's own counter in that instant. Then, when Simona was

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

shade colder, her final stomp stopping what was left her

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

to do this. Instead, she had thrown down an obvious gauntlet. She didn't just plan to

gaze grew, a fog of dark violet Force beginning to spread

their young miss was enraged. Despite the fact

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

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

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

a single step, Simona's gown tore a gash from its hem to her hip, revealing

take

out through the air,

the wind in two, only to have its Blade