Alia’s body moved in a flash of blue, appearing behind the attacker.
She ca down from above, her katana appearing in her hand as she slashed downward at the person’s neck.
The attacker twisted mid air, raising his hand to catch the blade.
Clang.
A chi echoed through the air as the katana struck hard against his gauntlet.
The attacker rolled over the mattress and tore forward before he could stand fully.
Alia landed just at the edge of the bed.
Her body dropped low to avoid the attacker’s lunge.
The attacker crashed into the wall behind her, destroying it with ease.
He pulled his hand out, turning back to look at Alia.
She was gone, her body a flicker as she appeared in his sight.
A whistle spread through the room as her katana arced toward the attacker’s neck.
The attacker ducked, letting the blade slice through the space his head had once occupied.
The katana did not stop there. It caved through the wall behind, splitting it into two perfect halves.
A screeching sound rang out as the walls fell apart.
The attacker already moved, leaping backward to avoid another thrust aid at his head.
His body crossed the last block of wall between the outside and Alia’s room.
Alia looked at the attacker properly for the first ti.
He was tall, with long hair that cascaded down his back.
Alia studied him for a while, her gaze scrutinizing.
Then she tore forward again, her katana glistening as sunlight bathed its edges.
The attacker was not to be outdone. He lunged at her, not waiting for Alia to reach him.
Alia swung forward. He punched at the sa ti, directly at the katana.
Boom.
The floor beneath them exploded as both sides collided.
They began to plumt to the ground at a rapid pace.
Mid air, Alia did not stop. She pressed on, her katana coming from above at the attacker’s shoulder.
The attacker’s body twisted, narrowly evading the attack.
Alia was already moving, her katana a streak as it tore toward his torso.
Using one of the stone slabs falling alongside them as a foothold, the attacker jumped over the attack.
His leg pressed against the slab, tilting it until it was in a horizontal position he could stand on.
Alia did not wait. She caught the edge of the slab, pulling herself onto it.
The attacker was already there.
As she got onto the slab, his fist was already in her face.
Alia’s body dropped low.
She bounced back up almost imdiately, hitting the attacker’s jaw with the hilt of her katana.
His head jerked backward from the pain but he held on.
The air detonated as his leg shot toward her ribs.
Alia caught the kick with her elbow.
She skidded sideways, her footing faltering for a fraction of a second.
She regained her composure just in ti to avoid another kick aid at her head.
She swung her blade forward, coating it in enough aether that the air seed to get sliced by its advance.
The attacker ducked beneath the attack.
The blade sliced through the space his head had occupied, releasing a wide arc of aether that tore through the walls around them.
He drove his fist upward in an uppercut that connected.
Alia was thrown into the air, her body plumting just as fast from the increased gravity that ca with how far they were falling.
The attacker’s fist flashed upward to et her from behind, sending a concentrated burst of aether along its path.
Alia’s body flickered, like a glitch in reality.
She appeared behind the attacker, her sword slashing at his neck.
The attacker reacted on instinct, bending from his torso.
He rolled forward to create space between them, but it was unnecessary.
Alia closed the gap imdiately, her katana thrusting down at the attacker’s chest.
The attacker reacted quickly, coating his chest with aether dense enough to send a pulse through his imdiate space.
A cracking sound echoed through the air as the katana connected.
Then another.
Layer after layer of aether coating began to break under Alia’s relentless push.
Then it stopped.
Alia looked up, only to be t by the attacker’s fist.
Her head jerked backward as the fist smashed against her face.
Not waiting, he delivered another punch at her chest.
The slab cracked, spiderweb fissures spreading across its surface.
The attacker jumped, his body rolling through the air as his leg ca down against Alia’s stomach.
Her body crashed into the slab, destroying it from the force of the attack.
The attacker moved quickly, his body zipping through the air as he jumped to another slab.
He perford the sa motion as before, creating another platform to stand on.
He squinted as he looked around for Alia.
"Looking for ?" The voice ca from behind, calm and steady.
The attacker turned back quickly, catching Alia’s katana in his palm.
His knee buckled.
He was pressed into the stone beneath him as he tried to hold on.
Sothing cracked.
He looked at his hand.
His gauntlet had begun to chip away as Alia’s blade pressed against it.
He clicked his tongue in anger, pushing up with as much strength as he could muster.
Alia smiled lightly at his struggles.
She drove her leg forward, breaking the sound barrier as it crashed into his ribs.
A crunching sound filled the silence, then ca a scream.
The attacker yelled as he felt his ribs crack under the weight of Alia’s attack.
The stone beneath them suddenly jerked, coming to a stop.
Alia looked up at their new location.
"Isn’t this the kitchen?" She muttered, bending as low as she could to avoid the attacker’s counter.
A vial was in his hand as he grinned at Alia.
"You think a wound can keep down?" He asked.
Alia shook her head.
"Heal as many tis as you want. You will only serve as a punching bag for to release all my frustration."
As she said those words, both sides lunged.
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