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!

fly from her body out from below as though a strong air current had

suddenly erupted past her, forcing Simona to quickly retreat lest

that had been dancing around her ankles quickly dodging out of the way to avoid being crushed

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

Simona's own counter

was clear. Simona had come into the exchange with intent to probe. Aina had entered the exchange with intent to humiliate. And, the only way you could get away with such a thing is if

what was left her momentum just before reaching the edge of

Aina's strong suit 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

had thrown down an obvious gauntlet. She didn't just plan to win

grew, a fog of dark violet Force beginning

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

away, if I were you." Aina

right 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

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

to her hip, revealing a gorgeous sight of supple calf and thigh. A garter pressed against her pale flesh, lined with slender silver needles that emitted

take a second step,

out through the air, only to be deflected

short sword split the wind in two, only to have its Blade Force shattered by an