"I can't digest food really well, what can I say" She twirled in the air, Her eyes changing color "also, psychical form cant hurt me kid"
he smirks and starts writing on it before slapping it to her leg trapping her temporarily in the physical realm allowing harm from the physical plane to fully connect
"Smart..tho if you brought me here, aren't my illisions real?" A Black Katana appeared "Lets find out shall we?"
and then pulls the brattiest thing, he stomps on her toe
Alex, now having an actual body, her illsion disappeared "AAAA YOU LITTLE- THAT HURT!!" that feeling was amplified due to her body being exetremly sensetive to damage of any form
"keep walking, or ill do the little toe next time" he face showed he told the truth with a glint of sense of duty behind it
"Your litterally no worse than my cousins" Alex goes back to floating but now she had to actually thing about it "This is stpid" She grabbed the demon ward and tore it apart
he instantly grabbed his costum katana, made for his size and drew it halfway "one more step closer..." he left the words hanging in the air thickening it like water
"A Sword fight....really?" She sighed "I can fling you across the room with a thought, also I'm no fighter" Alex dropped to the ground quite a ways away "Also, I'm unarmed"
"i do not know if your lying, wether your armed or even unrmed...back away...now"
"I'm wearing a sweater and thigh highs, what your issue"
"you stand too close to my master is my issue. i do wish to keep him sane"
"I've already met him, wanted to help sort out his memories, cant even get in" She began apporaching him "So chill out kid, trust me I have no reason to even hurt him"
he pulls out his sword fully, showing the inscriptions on it, all of them made to cause harm to demons "walk no closer"
Alex looked at the blade and pulls out a sword of her own, seemingly from her own memories "I rarely fight, but I'm always prepared" She began spining the katana "I'm very rusty so forgive me" She took another step forward "And yes, I am a little scared but can you blame me you got that strange sense for justice and that weird sword"
"unless you dont want to taste Tungsten, back away" his sword flashed only nicking her knuckles. but soon the cut burned, burned with holy light that was hotter than hell itself but colder than the deepest snow
"Tugsten...wow, rare...Don't care" She felt the burn, ignoring it she took a deep breath "You need to calm down" She breathed out, a large gash formed on onyx's chest "I hope you know, that hurt quite a bit"
he flinched but held firm staying between the demon and shade "as it was ment to be"
"I don't know why we don't fight in one of the rooms"She stuck her sword into the ground "How about this, lower your gaurd, I lower mine" She crossed her arms refusing to strike further
"take four steps back and i shall" he held his sword at her, on guard
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