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The snowy battlefield was silent no more, the air filling with the sounds of hard battle and powerful war cries. The earth shook and trembled with every roar made by the dual elephant warriors, rage and pain steeped into their voices as Diana plunged her sword into their foot. Although it spared her from becoming red in the snow, it did nothing to soothe the beast’s desire to maim and kill for the honor, glory and instinct that was the Nexus.

These few moments allowed Diana to zip around its bulk of a body like a fly; a fly that spewed out hot flames and plasma. But the creature was unfazed by it all, its thick hide protecting it from most of the damage the dragon could have inflicted. Thus, the great mammoths swung their arms and axes, eager to flick the pesky girl out of the sky. One of them grabbed a great pile of snow and hurled it right at Diana, hoping to blind her before landing a fist into her body.

Of course, there was still the second one to be concerned for. The elephant warrior was still spinning, its momentum having never been stopped by either Diana or Suparna’s actions. But that seemed to not deter either of them and, if anything, Suparna had regained a second wind. Successfully mauling her own arm, the maggot girl would find luck in her mark as the elephant was too busy with Diana to pay attention.

But the hoarse and chortled snarls that echoed in the air was proof enough of her plan. The maggot feasted on pure flesh and, although the temperatures affected its texture, it was a meal nonetheless. The quadruped creature drooped to one knee, its spinning form of bladed death finally coming to a halt. Enraged, it swung both axes towards Suparna head on.

Back in Heaven, the Imperator sensed the happenings of Valhalla with slight amusement. It was a fitting distraction from the display in front of her, much to Ruxen’s relief. The blue Beastkin took a few moments to recuperate before frowning and glaring at Pink. [color=ed1c24]“Yeah? Well don’t fucking do it again,”[/color] she huffed, tail stuck up and ears flattered with budding annoyance.

She didn’t particularly care what Pink went off and did with herself, so long as it didn’t involve her. Grumbling, her negativity seemingly replaced in a manner of minutes, Ruxen found the nearest corner she could find in the throne chamber and flopped down on her side. With nothing to do, she could just stare absently and mutter things to herself, tail occasionally twitching.