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Honestly, I was fully expecting him to dodge that sword swing or even mitigate how hard it hit him through a partial dodge. Were the 'victim' someone who didn't have strong skin it would've cleaved straight through their body. That said, I specifically made the sword huge and heavy so that even the blunt force it projects would shatter bones or cause injury even if it didn't cut, so there's that.

I should probably point as well that Shax won't just stop the fight on a whim and walk away. She lives and breathes fighting. She'd happily take on something that has proven itself to be more powerful than her with a grin on her face, because it's not just a challenge, it's fun. She fights to the death, so either one of them dies, or one of them flees, and the one who flees isn't gonna be Shax. (I suppose something else could interrupt in some way too, but it would take a LOT for her to even consider dropping the fight.)

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Wait... How's he teleporting? His power is to create mythical creatures and items.

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Would probably be better to keep that off forever.

Because, you know, she's a God. As in, inherently more powerful than everyone else and capable of erasing their lives through willpower.

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The satisfying CRACK of the man's nose breaking sent a shiver of delight down the Demoness' spine, the sight of blood pouring down his face so very amusing to the twisted creature. As he spluttered from the blood leaking down into his mouth a few droplets sprayed onto Shax, bringing a momentary pause as she pulled in her free hand and wiped the stain of red from her armour, bringing it to her lips and licking it away with her unusually long tongue. A low growl emanated from her throat, one that sounded more pleasurable than it did hateful, and suddenly her gaze was focused intently upon Tomas once again with a ferocity he'd probably never seen in the eyes of his past enemies.

"YES, ME!" The Demoness laughed joyously, hefting her sword before swinging it around in a wide horizontal slash, using just the one hand. Even if the blade didn't cut through the man like tissue as it would most normal people the heavy impacting blunt force would no doubt send him flying, and possibly damage his insides. That is, if it even hit in the first place.

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If Tomas believed taking on Shax would be as easy as grabbing a branch and kicking her, he had another thing coming. Mostly because while he'd had his years of training, the Demoness had been fighting for her life since she was an infant in a world more hostile than this one, and had a good few centuries on him. His leap hardly went unnoticed, giving her more than ample time to move her sword from her shoulder across in front of herself, the foot wide blade, held by such powerful hands, taking the kicks without so much as a dent. The impact slowed Shax's momentum considerably, quickly bringing her charge to a stop, but the Demoness wasn't trying to move forwards anymore. After all, Tomas was now right there in front of her.

Bellowing with deep laughter she thrust her left elbow at the man's head, releasing her immense sword with the hand in the process, though her remaining hand kept it clutched tightly.

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Careful, gogo. Autohitting isn't cool.

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I'm okay with Sophia already being there, though preferably she was only brought in a day or two before.

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True, the man was perhaps the tallest human Shax had ever come across, and certainly appeared to be strong, but otherwise he appeared to be entirely human. The Demoness, however, didn't truly care if he was a human or not, disregarding his question without so much as paying it a moment of thought. Her blood was still boiling with the fires of battle-lust, having been taken from her last fight before it could even truly begin, so her adrenaline (or whatever it was a Demon had pumping through its veins) was still rushing free throughout her body. This man, human or not, had appeared before her so soon after her fight was interrupted and had the appearance of one who might provide entertainment to the chaos-loving creature.

"Your time to prepare has passed, not-human! Defend yourself!" Shax exclaimed with a tone that could only be described as giddy, her shark-like grin not wavering for even a second as she gripped her mighty sword's handle in both hands and broke into a full-on charge. Her weight stomped across the forest floor heavily, moving far quicker than one would assume a large creature in heavy armour could move, making a dead-line straight for Tomas.

Clearly talking was no longer an option on the table.

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Shax heard the man before she saw him, hearing his approaching footsteps as he walked on twigs and fallen leaves. Her gaze immediately swung in the direction he was coming from, watching as a humanoid as large as she was stepped out from the foliage of the woods and stopped. A human? Ah, good! So she was still in a place with life, that was very, very good indeed. The human didn't appear cowed by the Demoness' appearance, even going on to shout at her, asking why she was on 'his land'.

In response Shax merely grinned, shark-like teeth on display.

"I see no signs, nor would I pay them any heed were there any," She replied, her voice deep but still very distinctly feminine. Her immense sword remained shouldered, clutched by only one hand with no sign of struggling to hold it on the part of the Demoness. She kept her gaze fixed upon the human, grin seeming to grow even wider. "Now raise your fists Human, and provide me with sport!"

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Meanwhile, not too far away...

"INTERFERING WHORE!" Shax roared as, mere seconds before, she stumbled out of a portal and into an unfamiliar location, turning back just in time to see the last glimmer of the vortex vanishing into nothingness. Now she stood in some sort of jungle, clearly countless miles from the urban streets she'd been in no more than a minute ago, and she was not pleased. The non-human who sent her here was nowhere to be seen, nor were the two-dozen humans she'd been about to cleave through with her immense blade.

Twisting this way, turning that way, the Demoness scanned her surroundings furiously as flickers of fire sparked off of her terrifying form, sizzling quietly against everything they fell upon. With no clear indication of where she was, and no living things to take her rage out on, Shax roared again, wordlessly, and swung her immense sword at the closest tree, cleaving all the way through the thick trunk. The tree fell noisily to the right of the Demoness, branches snapping and cracking as it crashed through the canopy and slammed down into the dirt, making the ground briefly shudder.

Seething the intimidating creature slammed the top of her sword down at her feet, easily burying it several inches, and attempted to calm herself. While decapitating the tree had helped, she was far from what classified as 'calm', though Shax's version was probably far different from a human's version. About a minute of heavy breathing and suppressing further destruction later she felt... Better. Not great, but better. With an effortless heave she wrenched her sword from the ground, spinning and then slamming it down again in a random direction. Apparently this was her version of picking a direction to go in, as a second later she shouldered her sword and started walking that way.