I cut across the dark sky. My blue hair flowing with the wind as I lured Sorath elsewhere. I looked down at the passing scenery. It was mostly desolate in this region the only human settlement I encountered was the headquarters of Karma. I gathered my senses and concentrated. I headed straight for southeast, I could sense a large water body at a distance.

“You little—” Sorath yelled.

“Ombra Flame Purge!” He chanted.

I turned back. Meeting him in the eye. I saw a vortex of dark flames engulfing me.

I smirked, “Even after ten-thousand years you haven’t realized this petty move is no match for me.”

“Dew Dance: Espoir!” I stretch my arms outwards and summon a sparkling fountain of ice cold waters. The water met with the flames producing a sizzling sound as a cloud of smoke arose from the collision.

“You think you’re the greatest, no?” He cackled.

I lowered my eyes. Something was off.

He continued to snicker and I was unsure of what he is going to do. Was he distracting me to not go near the water body? Did he read through my moves? I didn’t expect him to be this thoughtful, considering his dumb personality. But I’m smarter. I know what you’re trying to do. Stop me if you can~

I focused on my destiny—towards south-east, but he didn’t follow. He looked at me as if a bird in a cage trying to flee in the blue skies. But he doesn’t know, I am the blue sky—

‘Ouch’

I bumped into something—hard. I rubbed my forehead. I looked to see nothing. I turned back. He was charging at me, his fiery fist connected with my jaw. My head snapped backwards. I backed off, feeling my skin around the jaw burn with his unholy flames.

“Good one, Sorath.”

A demon. I didn’t notice his presence.

“Finally you hit her.” Another demon came up.

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I never sensed them. How... is this possible? I composed myself and shook my head. No. I can’t let them outwit me.

“How brave of you to fight 3 v 1 with a young goddess. Truly manly.” I mocked, every word dripped with sarcasm.

“Young? You’re just a kid.”

“What was your name again? Was it skelly?” I asked, smiling in my sweetest way.

“Skelthor.” He glared at me.

“Skelly.” I corrected him.

He felt speechless.

“Shut up.” The one standing between Sorath and Skelthor.

“Oh, you’re the Doggy Demon right?” I said in the sweetest way possible.

Someone kicked me from behind which was infused with magic. I crashed into the ground.

“Demon King of Wolves and Blood—Wolfriamer. That’s my name.” He stared at me with his blood cold eyes. His lips parted slightly.

I tried to sit up, but he kicked me in the gut and I winced in pain even though it didn’t hurt. Gotta lower their guards before beating their ass.

“But... you know... a wolf is a dog only, sorta.” I smiled.

He kicked me again. I felt his foot connect with my stomach sharply. Now! I released Dew Dance: Quetzal. It flew with them to the sky. I got up. This is my chance. I can’t possibly fight these three at once. I turned into my companion animal’s form—a baby albatross. I whimpered on the ground helplessly. A baby can’t fly sadly. I whimpered and tried to run before they come back. I hid inside a bush and hid my presence.

They looked around for me and cursed under their breaths.

“Where did that brat go?” Skelthor grumbled.

“I don’t think she could break through my barrier.” Wolfraimer hummed.

“That brat broke my barrier too, a thousand years ago.” Sorath rolled his eyes.

“I’m not a weakling like you.” Wolfraimer glared at him.

Sorath grabbed his collar and shook him, “Say again.”

“Weakling.”

“This isn’t a time for an in-fight, we have to catch that kid.” Skelthor intervened in between to calm them down, “We have to get our revenge.”

“Tch.” Sorath let go of his collar and stepped back.

“I think she went towards the lake.” Sorath said.

“But I can’t sense her.” Wolfraimer crossed his arms.

“Of course she hid her presence.” He mocked him for his idiocy.

Wolfraimer lowered his eyes and stared him, “But there’s a chance she’s still here.”

“Here?” Sorath laughed, “I can’t see her.”

Wolfraimer sighed in defeat and they moved towards south-east. Fools!

Now that they’re gone, I wanna tell (more like brag) about my Dew Dance: Quetzal. Since a droplet is a natural prism and refracts and then internally reflects light and finally disperses it to form a rainbow. By controlling its refractive index, I can change the color of the quetzal. Making it colorful in color which is gorgeous. I am the only goddess with such beautiful yet powerful moves.

Anyways, what now? The barrier they erected in this area is still not gone. Being a goddess is tiring. I bet Oceanus and Vann (other water deities) must be having fun. Aghhhh!

I spent a long time in boredom, nagging to myself and occasionally stomping my foot, no my soft claw on the ground.

But still, it was good to see em pissed off. I mean, I would love to see them to try and catch me. Good Luck to them!