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

had been equal to Simona's suddenly erupted past her, forcing Simona to quickly retreat lest she be

that had been dancing around her ankles quickly dodging out of the way

But, then again, by the time he had given said warning,

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 probe, Aina erupted with more strength in a position that wasn't conducive

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

stomp stopping what was left her momentum just before reaching the

but it wasn't even something Simona 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 taken such

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

gaze grew, a fog of dark violet Force

tell that their young miss was enraged. Despite the fact her expression didn't seem to have changed

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

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 sword or

whip and a stinger-like sword. Together they formed a lethal combination of

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

her leg to take a second

whip lashed out through the air, only to be deflected by a

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