let the mercury rise on up -- Playerone

[Hope Arcanium]

He was right in thinking that she honestly didn’t want a fight initially, but she definitely did now. That aura... she knew exactly who she was dealing with now. And the rage grew, building up as she summoned up enough energy to enter her God form, flames and sparks erupting from her body, wings spread out and paws spread in a battle stance.

A crow, huh? A smirk formed on Playerone’s face as he spoke. “’Sparky’ is a new one, avian. I feel so honored~” The hybrid gave a chuckle, feeling the winds push against her body as The Messenger tried to knock her off the mountain. Well, time for a show, she supposed.

The white god allowed the gale to carry her off the edge, and then she spread her wings. If you can’t fight against it- glide with it. And so she did- her wings picking her up as the gust ended and she worked her way back up, draconic wings flapping steadily as she slowly arose from the edge, a smile on her features. She felt like putting on a show for him, especially since he decided to attack her one on one, so she felt she could go all out.

“Not bad, not bad.” She clapped her paws together a couple of times, “It seems there’s more to you than you let on. Show me what you’ve got, bird.”

Playerone focuses her energy into forming several small lightning bolts, aiming to hit The Messenger with at least one of them, in rapid succession. At the very most they would just offer a small taste of what she could actually do, not harm him too much. She felt like playing around a little.