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 strong air current

Simona's suddenly 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

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

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

probe. Aina had entered the exchange with intent to humiliate. And, the

shade colder, her final stomp stopping what was left her

was clearly 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 she wouldn't have taken such

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.

fog of dark violet Force beginning to spread

tell that their young miss was enraged. Despite the fact her expression

were you." Aina said lightly. "Unless you're seeking to be humiliated again, that

it seem as though it had been carved out of the hide of a dragon. Her

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

a gash from its hem to her hip, revealing a

her leg to take a second step,

out through the air, only to be deflected

the wind in two, only