It would have been a nice opportunity to admire the devastation wrought by the lightning-inclined summon but Aya knew better. Did she ever know better. The pair kept moving, Quetzalcoatl spiraling through the air with grace befitting of a serpent. While there was no doubt each turn and swerve was done to avoid a swooping Heartless, their path inexorably drew them closer and closer to Chernabog himself.
Arrogance indeed. Aya resolved that if this was to be her finest hour; her final battle, then damn it she'd go out with the defiance that made her infamous.
She saw the gigantic hand coming and immediately pushed up onto her heels, reverting to a one-handed grip on her mythical mount. "BREAK!"
Quetzalcoatl dove downward, Aya jumped upward, forcing the demon to "choose" between two targets. At least it seemed like a choice for while the summon peeled off to evade, Aya leaped willingly at the outstretched grasp. Her left arm pulled back and, as she fell to meet the dark god, thrust it forward to forcefully eject the Spine from the Ryan-engineered subspace pocket built into the fingerless glove she wore.
Howling like a barbarian, she stabbed the Spine deeply into the demon's palm as its fingers closed around her.
In the meantime, Quetzalcoatl found himself beseiged with the remaining flying heartless, immediately mobbed by black winged forms. As they latched onto him, he spun and writhed to forcefully whip them off his body. Any that dared to get close enough to his face were promptly bitten.
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Arrogance indeed. Aya resolved that if this was to be her finest hour; her final battle, then damn it she'd go out with the defiance that made her infamous.
She saw the gigantic hand coming and immediately pushed up onto her heels, reverting to a one-handed grip on her mythical mount. "BREAK!"
Quetzalcoatl dove downward, Aya jumped upward, forcing the demon to "choose" between two targets. At least it seemed like a choice for while the summon peeled off to evade, Aya leaped willingly at the outstretched grasp. Her left arm pulled back and, as she fell to meet the dark god, thrust it forward to forcefully eject the Spine from the Ryan-engineered subspace pocket built into the fingerless glove she wore.
Howling like a barbarian, she stabbed the Spine deeply into the demon's palm as its fingers closed around her.
In the meantime, Quetzalcoatl found himself beseiged with the remaining flying heartless, immediately mobbed by black winged forms. As they latched onto him, he spun and writhed to forcefully whip them off his body. Any that dared to get close enough to his face were promptly bitten.