Aqua crossed over the river for the last time.
I will never ever again...cross this god forsaken river.
Before the sentence left her mouth, another water demon sprouted from the river, sending a large wave of salt water cascading around the girl. The Deox was a large white river dragon with fierce blue eyes. It's scales were scarred and glistened in the water. It was a surprise to her as to why the salt water did not harm it's fresh wounds.
"Dammit...Haven't you dealt with me enough already?" she muttered, skimming the tip of her sword on the surface of the water. The Deox caught the threat and let out an ear shattering roar. It was clearly pissed that she wasn't dead yet. So be it, she thought and dipped herself under the surface of the cold water, blue eyes opened and scanning the clear underwater world.
The first thing she saw was the Deox lunging at her with it's wide gaping mouth revealing its tremendous rows of teeth. Wha oh.
In an desperate attempt to stop the lunge, she held up one hand. causing the water in front of her to pressurize it, turning it into a solid wall. The Deox rammed straight into the barrier and roared in pain and frustration. Aqua dipped lower, swimming expertly through the cool water. Her index finger was flexed. creating a trail of water along with her descent. The white beast was aware that the water wall had fallen and it quickly dove along with the girl. That was exactly what she expected.
The wisp of water that followed was turned into a sharp javelin of water.
"It's been fun." she said aloud, hearing her voice clear as day under her aquatic world before flexing her finger again. The javelin shot forward in a surprisingly fast pace despite the water pressure, coming into contact with the beast's throat. A grotesque gargle escaped the demon's mouth as light auburn blood filled the area. If she wasn't mistaken, she was aware of the Deox's blood qualities. In a final kick of her legs, she swam straight through the pool of blood and water and broke through the surface, gasping for air.
Her hair was purple and drenched with blood and salt water as she made her way over to the edge of the river. Licking a slight wound on her hand, she sighed, wringing out the water and blood in her hair.
I will never...ever..cross this damn river again.