Dimensional Descent

Aina found her control of Life Force being constrained by the Thronebearer’s Domain of Thorns. Her own bloodied roses dimmed as a large amount of the blood she had gathered was sucked away in the blink of an eye.

Before she could handle this situation, though, Loryth’s arrows sealed off her exit routes and Myxor’s fist had flashed before her face, reflecting a subtle crystal bed of scales on their knuckles.

Aina struck out with a palm in retaliation, but the moment their fists connected, she felt a great deal of her power turned back on her. She arm shot and the bones of her wrists almost shattered.

BANG! BANG!

Twin arrows bombarded her from the side and she managed to use her roses to block. But they only lasted a single exchange before they fell in a rain of crimson. Too weakened by the Thronebearer Loryth’s Domain, they were already at a tipping point of fragility.

And none of this stopped the Regentrix’s second fist.

Myxor erupted with a combination of attacks, becoming a fierce tanker while taking advantage of the Adurna family’s powerful defenses. Not only was he practically indestructible, but her forced Aina to endure what felt like over 70% of her own power, reflecting it back at her.

His naked body became coated by reflective scales, finally covering up some of his decency, but they still blinked in and out of existence.

Aina was on her back foot, forced to retreat again and again. She tried to take advantage of it to make some distance between herself and Eyvon’s arrows, but the Dreadarch didn’t even bother to move from his position in the air. His range was... Existence itself.

What would a few hundred meters do?

BANG!

Aina suffered a blow to her chest, her ribs rattling. She had tried to dodge, but Loryth’s Domain bound her feet, slowing her reaction time. By the time her blood roses shredded the restraint apart, the fist was already too close to dodge.

But...

She grabbed onto Myxor’s wrist. As blood fell from her lips, her inner organs rattling beneath the strain, she released a delicate roar, her wings flapping. A surge of strength pulsed through her body as she raised Myxor up, flipping him through the air and slamming him to the ground.

Myxor’s body swatted a golden arrow out of the air, the sparks of light spreading across his body like flames dancing across marble.

Aina raised her foot high in the skies, ready to levy an ax kick right to his head without regard for the damage she would suffer. But the Thronebearer’s bed of thorns sucked the Adurna Head into its soft folds and Aina hit nothing but this bed of thorns that was anything but soft to her.

Poison thorns pierced into Aina’s foot, ripping through her armor and releasing a pulse that almost sucked her body dry of blood in a single instant.

It would have worked too had Aina’s Blood Force not been at a practically unachievable level. But, not only did she manage to resist, but... for as long as she could remember she had always been impervious to poison.

BANG!

A large portion of the Thronebearer’s Domain was shredded to pieces.

Her brows shot up in shock, but she realized what happened instantly. She hadn’t managed to take up a large amount of Aina’s blood, but she did take a few droplets. Just when she thought she would be able to easily refine it, Aina’s control won out.

Loryth realized then that Aina could have probably stopped her from taking any blood at all, but she didn’t precisely for this opportunity right here and now.

There wasn’t enough time to rebuild the Domain.

Aina appeared before Loryth, her eyes flashing a bloody red.

BANG!

Vines to Loryth’s back exploded just as she tried to retreat. Her body was sent flinging toward Aina’s fist.

Aina’s power erupted, her hair dancing in the wind as feathers fell from the skies.

She drove a fist right through Loryth’s chest, shredding her heart to pieces as she tore through her spine.

The Thronebearer shook, her body convulsing.

Several arrows stuck out of Aina’s back and blood leaked from her lips as well. She had tanked several of Eryvon’s arrows just for the sake of this chance, and she had grasped

it perfectly.

Aina coughed, blood coming from her lips, but the sharpness in her eyes was only growing. A deep battle lust erupted from her and her blood began to heat up.

It seemed that.... she was only just getting warmed up now.

For a long time now, she had been in mother-mode. She had forgotten the thrill of battle, that rush of adrenaline, that love of the feel of an enemy’s blood running

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through her fingers.

BANG!

The situation changed.

Loryth’s body collapsed into several vines and reformed in the distance. A bloody hole still remained in her chest, and the pain that twisted her gaze was very much real.

However...

She wasn’t dead.

A hand suddenly grabbed Aina’s ankle, clamping down on it with great power and

shattering it to pieces.

The Regentrix.

He had been beneath the bed of vines, but even after Aina destroyed them, he seemed to have buried himself even deeper into the ground.

Aina fell to the side as she lost her balance.

An arrow cut through the skies.

Without a choice, Aina could only ignore Loryth and Myxor, training her attention on

the lethal, oncoming arrow.

At the same time, Loryth summoned her Manifestation.

However, rather than a humanoid, it was a throne wreathed in wild plant growth.

Her open wound wiggled and twisted, vines coming out of it and weaving into one

another to close it up.

BANG!

The arrow pierced through Aina’s forearm, her defenses almost giving way entirely.

It jetted through her flesh and bone, the tip just barely stopping before it pierced through her throat.

Myxor pulled hard on her leg, ripping her foot off of her ankle and Achilles. Blood splashed in all directions.

At that very moment, the Thronebearer finally recovered. Spreading out her arms, the

plants of the world writhed.

This time, she was truly infuriated.