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 dress threatening to fly from her body out from below as though a

Simona's suddenly erupted past her, forcing Simona to quickly retreat lest she

delicate and 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

she hadn't listened. But, then again, by the time he had given said warning, it was probably already too late

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 that instant. Then, when Simona was feeling confident that their strengths were about equal after a single

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

colder, her final stomp stopping what was left her momentum just

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

immediately, but she hadn't chosen to do 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

gaze grew, a fog of dark

fact her expression didn't seem to have changed in the slightest, the blood thirst in her air

Aina said lightly. "Unless you're seeking to be humiliated

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

odd dual wielding style was a specialty of the Pyius family. A tail-like whip

Simona's gown tore a gash from its hem to her hip, revealing a gorgeous sight of supple calf and thigh. A

leg to take a

through the air, only to be deflected by

two, only to