Aurella.
Mary was unlike anything I had ever seen, quick, fierce and precise like an arrow shot from a bow, always striking the center of its target. They were two gods about to clash, something powerful enough to tear the world around them apart, to leave it to ruin, burning in the wake of their battle. Vulcan struck first, racing forward with his hammer raised, ready to send it down onto her frail form, to crush it beneath the weight of his weapon but she leaped back, twisting in midair and landing on the palm of her hand before she returned her feet to the earth below, steadying herself in time to jump up when Vulcan swung his hammer horizontally. She landed on its head for the briefest of moments then propelled herself upward, using one knee to steady herself on his shoulder while she
