Are You Even Worth It? [AKIRA/DRAGON]

The Adjuchas could not believe that this unfulfilling piece of meat was still alive. Alive and fighting back? She would not be having that. Akira would shunpo above her and fire his Tenran, and the Dragon would fold her wings in front of her to block it. The winds hit her head on, but the reishi platforms she instinctively formed beneath her feet helped her do little more than skid backwards. Her form was not thrown off guard, she was not moved any more than a few dozen meters back, and yet still she kept charging her attack.

"You refuse to stop and think to yourself, utter waste." She called out to Akira, a pale grey glow starting to shine through the holes in her tattered wings. "Are you even worth it?" She wondered, and the moment those words left her mouth, her wings flew open, spreading wide and disrupting the latter half of the hostile winds released at her to reveal the cero she was fully charging in her wide open, razor toothed maw.

"I think not."

Reiryoku would burst forth from her mouth, The Dragon releasing a fully charged cero just as Akira fired his Hadō 88. The force sent shockwaves through the air while screaming reiryoku raced towards screaming reiryoku. In a violent clash of opposing energies, their beams collided. Neither overwhelming the other, they simply met each other and proceeded to explode in a violent burst of kinetic energy. The explosion would blow away any of the rubble left over from her introduction of effluvia into the now thoroughly destroyed environment, and that would leave the Dragon snarling as she waited to see what the man's next move would be.

The Dragon's stance relaxed once it became clear Akira was no longer a threat. The man was battered, beaten, practically a dead man walking. She could eat him right then and there. But why? What nourishment would she get from that? If these pitiful, powerless humans didn't sate her hunger, then why would this man? He was so weak, he couldn't even be considered worth consuming. And so with that, she simply turned around in the air and trotted across the air with a casual, unconcerned gait.

"Learn your place, meat." Was the last words she would speak to Akira before simply vanishing. To the untrained eye, the Dragon truly would just cease to be there, like she never existed in the first place. To even the slightest of trained gazes, they would notice how quickly she opened a garganta, pushed herself through, and closed it behind her. Like she had teleported through worlds, but no quite. Not yet.

Hueco Mundo was empty, about as empty as her mind was after a meaningless bout like that. There was nothing left for her there, hardly anything for her here... what was she even doing again? Her muscles didn't feel anymore sore, any more powerful, and her hunger didn't feel any more sated than after that fruitless tussle.

Everything that had happened, she thought definitively while laying down in the open fields of white sand, was so pointless that it would likely be forgotten once she next awoke.