Ethiopia Strike [WW4 Event]

Well, Algos was a royal Princess and loved to talk it up. After all it gave her time to otherwise savor the damage which was induced upon the world around her and allow for Shadow Fall forces to further start infiltrating the city. There was a definite sense of back and forth going on between the Vastime and Shadow Fall operatives on the ground, but that shattering thunder stomp was one which allowed for more of their operations in this city to be halted since communications were faulty following the assault in orbit that Shadow Fall had launched.

So, if nothing else, things were proceeding smoothly in the city at the moment as she sought to destroy the capital city of Ethiopia and dismantle Vastime reach in this region.

"You know, I don't even have a particular interest in this region. Demon World is vastly more beautiful, but I suppose this is a war and all sides must feel the torment of loss and destruction."

At this point, even if the woman had been struck by the blade, it was of no major concern to the demoness. Yes, the zanpukto managed to strike her backside, but only a slight cut had managed to cut through the surface of clothing and skin. With her durability being augmented by being in the element of destruction and pain; it was hard for her body not to feel enhanced and reinforced with the steady elements of her possessive demon powers having time to feed on the carnage her troops were inducing on this city. Hell, even Masami could see it visually as the shimmering glow of demonic light signified an odd transference of energy was occurring as The Princess's body interacted with the world around it.

"Hello, Beautiful Masami. My name is Algos Asthavon. I really don't have anything against you, but we have to send a message some kind of way and I don't really much care for resistance against my will."

Really, there wasn't even a hint of anger across the face of Algos. This didn't have anything to do with arrogance; as that aspect of vanity was better saved for the likes of her mother, Mana Asthavon. Rather, The Princess of Demon World was feeling a sense of satisfaction, belonging and craving from the struggle to overcome a wall of hardships from Shadow Fall, Vastime and even the exhausting task the pale-haired shinigami held against trying to wage battle against an absolute demonic war machine.

Indeed, Algos was more curious as to what flavor of suffering she could extract from this encounter above all else. So after taking a brief moment to consider her options, Algos still felt it was better to reserve her energy and magical reserves for opponents later on that will force her to utilize more of her powers. It simply wasn't in her best interest to tire her body out and she opt'd to once again aim for the physical realm of combat since she was still a superhuman freak of nature even without her powers.

So, in one swift moment, Algos stomped the earth around them in order to create an explosion of raw force all around them. An explosion of debris would then rip apart another chunk of the city as many random pieces of concrete, steel and metal would be hurled around at around Mach one speeds. All the while, the impacting forces could outright take the wind out of Masami's lungs and induce critical injuries to her body which may result in broken bones, deafened ears, vomiting of the blood and damage to her internal organs. All the while, this focused strike could damage her durability and make it much harder to sustain the war effort against the Princess due to the vast amount of strength Algos had to impact with her attack. Unlike her mother, Algos was no slouch when it came to raw physical combat and felt this amount of force was sufficient to deal with the threat ahead of herself.

And, even if that immaterial trick was pulled again, Algos honestly didn't care. It was just delaying the inevitable as more of the environment around them would be ground into dust, further lives loss and this city reduced to ash in the wind. So, as far as the bigger objective was concerned, The Princess knew her primary mission was proceeding forward and it is why she knew not to let her focus get caught up in this brawl; even if she were interested to see how her foe could cope with such a daunting firehouse of power such as herself.

"Tell me: why are you struggling against such tiring obstacles? What type of investment do you have in these lands that you'd face off against someone like myself?"