Valkyrie
Throne World
Kara turns her power on her mind. Freeing the speed of her thoughts and information processing. Next her power flows into her body. Allowing it to push beyond any physical limitations, be translated through space by her will alone, and allowing it to regenerate as fast as it needs to. Finally she turns the power on the three blades of her Spear. They are freed from their solid state and begin to ripple like water allowing them to become living blades that conform to Kara's will. 

She raises her spear up above her head. The blades lash out like bladed whips morphing mid swing to find the perfect cutting edge at the moment of contact. Each blade moves along a vector  to cut off evasion and defense as they close in on Flame.

"Grovel! You pitiful mortal shell!" Kara laughs. "This is the power bestowed to me by my father!"