Thread: The fierce deity.

At first, Maxx was obviously taken off guard by the pulses of wind. It wasn't usual that she experienced a demon with the capacity to manipulate such a thing. As it grew in strength, her arms raised and crossed in front of her face, heels digging into the ground, knees arching, just to keep herself from toppling over. She ignored the loose rocks and rubble streaming towards her, knowing that they didn't have enough strength behind her to even start to slow her down. Her main focus was keeping her balance, and blocking any unexpected attack after the wind had died down. It wasn't long until the main door was opened, and the wind was ceasing. For a moment, she thought there was a mirror being placed within the arches of the door to make her sight harder. It wasn't until she peeked through parted fingers that she came to the realization that her opponent was the source of the light. Squinting, even with using her palm as a small shield for her eyes, Maxx fought the urge to turn her back and rub at her eyelids. It was painful, to keep looking at the demon before her, but she bit her inner lip and kept her ground. Even as he moved towards her, she kept her stance, her arms lowering defensively, watching his movements carefully, waiting for some kind of strike. Luckily, her eyes were growing used to how much his skin reflected the light, though not as quickly as she would have liked. Even through the haze, she could make out his attire, and instantly bit back a snarky comment. She had already gotten his attention, and he was no doubt already furious, there was no need to egg him on any more. For now. Leave. Narrowing her eyes, hearing the earth start to crack before she saw or felt it, Maxx steadied her foot, straightening her knees. This..is my land. Despite the fact that his very voice was causing the ground to appear to split and cave in one itself, Maxx lifted her chin, a wide grin exposing white fangs. Impressive, Gramps. I half expected you to bellow out all this bullshit about your territory, but instead you give me such a short and sweet warning. Tilting her head to the side, in a much prideful way, the human-appearing female took off. Her legs carried her much faster than a human being could ever dream of getting, her hair whipping past her cheeks, her arms loosely flowing behind her as she ran. With each step, she started to seek for some kind of leverage she could use against him. He didn't look all that big, but his size did give him an upper hand compared to her smaller frame, not that Maxx was worried. Jumping a thin crack without the earth's surface, Maxx landed on the bottoms of her boots and jerked the rest of her body, causing her to slide to a sullen stop. Now less than twenty feet between them, Maxx sized him up properly, eyes dangling on his lack of attire, before trying to find some kind of weak spot in his figure. The way his skin was glowing made it harder to see any kind of advantage she could have, and it caused a much more difficult debate on her hands. You wouldn't happen to have a dial to turn down the contrast, would you? Her comment, though rather snarky, had been said in a serious voice. And, just like that, her figure had disappeared, reappearing behind him. The point of getting behind him wasn't to try and bother attacking him, already knowing that she wouldn't get very far. Her eyes roamed quickly as she took a step back out of arms length, searching for something, anything- There! Her dark eyes caught a glimpse of something along his back, a marking of some sort. Pleased, she smiled to herself, and took a defensive stance. Well then, big boy. You're not gunna make me dance all by myself, are you? Raising her hands, fingers extended, her smile grew as her nails started to grow, sharply pointed at the ends, turning into claws. Lets see what kind of footwork you can mange.