The entire Discordian fleet was suddenly abuzz with excitement. Word of Lucifer and Freya’s fight spread through every ship like wildfire. It consumed many, who immediately dropped what they were doing and ran to the closest terminal. A whole lot of them gathered around the larger screens as they c
Freya blocked it mere millimeters before it struck her face, shoved Lucifer back, then followed up with a push kick that caused hir to stumble backwards a few steps. Both took a half step back, panted lightly, and let their stamina recover from their brief flurry. They circled each other with guard
Lucifer drew hir arms in and blocked the punch, then spun and grabbed her wrist again. Ze pulled Freya in, pivoted, then threw her over hir shoulder with as much force as ze could muster. Freya sailed in the air for a few meters, but she quickly curled up, rolled on a shoulder, then hopped back on
Freya launched herself towards Lucifer with explosive power. The energies of Ascendant Form flowed through her veins, and heightened all her abilities. She didn’t quite go all out yet, but ramped up slowly and surely. She hopped forward and performed a flurry of kicks - a few snaps, a roundhouse, t
But getting out of it? That was a completely different story. She laughed at hir declaration, then softened her bones and relaxed her muscles. Their sudden elasticity loosened all of the tension within her arm and shoulder instantly, and whatever hold Lucifer held simply slipped out of joint. The
Except this time, instead of capitalizing on the opening she spotted, Freya instead changed tack and performed a feint instead. She swung her hand out as though to clock Lucifer squarely in the face, but opened up her hand in surprise instead. Lucifer was indeed surprised, the shock of it held hir
Freya eased her stance as she took off her gray pilot jacket, and tossed it off to the side. That left her in her black pressure suit, which contrasted Lucifer in hir white one. She rolled her shoulders, then her neck, and then slowly got back into stance. As the two inched towards each other, Mik
Then, they charged into each other and traded even more powerful blows than before. Much of the wild betting and screaming and cheering died away, and was instead replaced by shocked silence. Those in the room had certainly watched the two of them fight before, but never in person. And they gained