"Underground?"

Clear, viscous blood dribbled down Elizstrazia's chin as she leaned back, tilting her head. Underground, huh...

Her grin returned, her sharp teeth gleaming like polished steel.

"Then we'll need a nice quick path right to the bitch, huh?"

Scale demons were beautiful and refined. The greatest and most resplendent demons, at least as far as the maid herself was concerned. But there was one ability that made them stand even higher.

One power that she possessed that no-one else could ever reach.

She could see them. The existence of floor beneath her feet, not just in this moment, but the moment before and after. The uncountable instants between one second and the next.

The very flow of time itself.

"It's about time I showed you just what I can do, so get ready to stand back and weep!" she declared, raising one clawed foot. In that very instant, she reached out and grasped them. Elizstrazia pulled those instants together. She dragged them into one location, the imperceptible moments that existed apart from one another were now being forced to occur simultaneously.

It simply wasn't possible.

It wasn't possible for one object to exist in the exact same place and time in multiple instants. It was the same principle as shaking hands with your past self.

A localized paradox that reality could not reconcile.

"Time-"

The scale demon brought her foot slamming down.

"-[i]Crush![/i]"

Click.

The air itself warped and twisted inwards. No-not there air, but something impossible to comprehend. It was as if reality was twisting towards a single point, beneath Elizstrazia's foot.

Click.

Steadily, a high-pitched whine grew in volume from her position. As it grew, it deepened, an unnatural sound rippling its way across the ears of everyone present like a distorted roll of thunder.

Click.

The floor exploded.

It was not an explosion caused by any outpouring of heat and flames. It was not caused by any natural force at all. The rim of the hole that had been torn into it was perfectly circular, smooth, almost as if it had been cut by an impossibly sharp blade.

And yet it had been shattered to pieces, carving a path all the way down to the underground.

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