BAAAAAAAAAAANG!
Planets in the distance cracked and broke apart from the shockwaves of their clashes.
A gas giant in the far distance had its rings shattered when a stray blast from Horae's scepter clipped it.
At this point in the fight, Aestrea was clearly gaining the upper hand.
His karma authority kept reversing any damage Horae managed to land.
His swords found their mark again and again, cutting deep gashes across her body, severing tentacles of time energy she tried to summon, slicing through her defenses.
Golden blood sprayed across the void in glittering arcs.
And Horae's elegant gown was already torn to shreds, her body covered in cuts and bruises. Yet she kept laughing, her eyes widened with complete excitement.
She truly resembled Zeva when Aestrea had first met her.
"Yes! YES! This is it! This is what I've been waiting for!" she shouted, her voice echoing through space.
"Fight me! Break me! Show me everything you have!"
