The Plane of Euthymia
Hela and Raiden Ei clashed fiercely, their weapons colliding with deafening crashes. Their figures darted through the air, sparks flying with every exchange.
Hela swung her spikes in an impenetrable flurry, the force unleashed by her slashes as sharp as blades.
With her naginata in hand, Raiden Ei traded blows with Hela. Her lightning power was inexhaustible, surging wave after wave like furious breakers crashing against the shore.
The two broke apart and closed in again, the distance between them shrinking until they charged into another clash.
Their blades struck, ringing with a metallic clang.
Hela flicked her wrist, thrusting her blade straight at Raiden Ei's chest. Raiden Ei reacted instantly, darting aside to evade the attack before swinging her naginata back with force and sending Hela flying.
"Where lightning shines lies the land of eternity!"
Hela's pupils contracted. In the silence, her heartbeat sounded unnaturally clear, like a hammer pounding against her eardrums.
Thump-thump. Thump-thump.
Circles of purple light covered the ground, leaving Hela nowhere to hide.
Rumble...
Thunder rolled as several bolts of lightning plunged from the clouds and struck the ground, throwing up endless clouds of dust.
Hela darted left and right, dodging the attacking arcs of electricity.
Her movements were exceptionally nimble, but the lingering force of the lightning still caught her. A shallow mark appeared on her shoulder, her clothing torn.
Raiden Ei moved like a phantom, flickering unpredictably.
Overlapping blade strokes left layer upon layer of afterimages, forcing Hela to retreat again and again.
Hela swiftly hurled the blades she conjured, aiming at Raiden Ei's airborne figure in an attempt to seize an opening and kill her.
"Lightning, heed my command!"
Raiden Ei's expression remained unchanged. She darted aside and raised her blade, sending a semicircular arc of lightning straight