Chapter 323: A Mistake.
"Excuse me?" Cecelia took a step backwards when Dr'ul took one towards her.
"You heard me, Let's fight, it is a good way to get to know each other, I sense distrust within you, most of you Vatui," She smiled at the woman, boldly walking up to her and standing before her staring down. "So fight me; any doubt you have about my character will be vanquished when our fists are one, do you disagree?"
"She never changes..." Jenifer chuckled to herself, scratching her cheek with a worried expression.
"I would like to give it a go, I want to see the power of A Vatui born directly from mana, I want to test the might of Her Highnesses direct descendant." Zara furrowed her brows in amusement, remembering well that Jenifer had warned her about Dr'ul already.
The goddess looked over Cecelia's shoulder at the woman glancing from head to toe, and then, with no fanfare at all, she looked at Cecelia again and shook her head in refusal. "No," Dr'ul declined the invitation.
"This one right here alone piques my interest; she has done some interesting things while she was under the employment of the Emporium, shooting the General across the passage when he was in pursuit of Sol, I find that fascinating, the mere fact that she has enough power to disrupt and ultimately destroy an entire Collective fascinates me, I want to know if I am able to withstand her most powerful attack or if I am ultimately inferior in firepower."
"No way in hell," Jenifer raised her voice, and Dr'ul looked over Cecelia's shoulder again with her brows furrowed this time. "You are the Queen of a pantheon and the most powerful among us under Ikaris herself, picking a fight with Cecelia is by no means fair, you simply wish to bully her-"
"I remember you ran away from a fight with me once as well," Dr'ul looked at Jenifer with lazy almost dead eyes. "Must you ceaselessly try to ruin my fun little woman? When I have fought even Arla, what is there to be so disturbed about?" The goddess chuckled. "I promise, it is only a gesture of-"
"I accept," Cecelia broke up the argument and held on to the pin in her grasp tightly. "On one condition."
"Interesting, go on," Dr'ul's eyes widened in anticipation. "Name your reward upon victory," She folded her arms once more, facing the Vatui Commander directly.
"If I win, you and everyone who follows you will serve Her Highness under my commands, you will address me as commander and show respect where it is due," Cecelia declared and saw a fire deep within Dr'ul ignite as the excitement she had been feeling quadrupled and spilt over in a feral smile revealing her teeth. "Do you agree?"
"This presumptuous little woman," Adonai materialised next to Dr'ul, staring down at Cecelia, and then on her other side, S'mael appeared, chuckling.
"Let me," S'mael offered, almost begging as he stood there looming over the much shorter woman, but the goddess raised her hand and shook her head.
"You two keep watch and make sure that we are not disturbed, I will accept this challenge and issue out the correct dosage of punishment myself." Dr'ul grinned wider, while Cecelia thinned her gaze with a questioning glance as the others vanished as easily as shey had appeared.
"Punishment?"
"Indeed," Dr'ul balled her fists while Alpha appeared at their sides dressed as a sports referee.
"I offered a friendly match between allies who serve under the same leader, to strenghten our bonds and possibly create new friendships, I did so out of goodwill, but you Cecelia, you have made it personal and challenged my pride, how dare you?" Dr'ul continued to smile even as her words and tone grew darker and more harsh.
"I will not let this go, you were supposedly strong enough to hold your own against the hundredth General, while I barely escaped death from the hand of a much inferior foe, but a lot of time has passed, you will find that the Deity before you is nothing like you have ever faced before." Dr'ul finally stopped smiling, and the moment she did, chaos ensued with the weather turning wrathful above them in reaction to her mana.
Clouds of black raced from one side of the horizon to the next, and within those clouds crimson lightning raced to and fro, reaching the ground in torrents of destructive strikes that ignited the soil and left pools of mana everywhere they struck.
"I accept your challenge," Dr'ul stared at Cecelia and at her acceptance, the two of them vanished.
"On a scale of one to ten..." Zara turned to Jenifer as soon as the two were gone.
"Cecelia will lose," Jenifer stared at Zara with surety in her tone. "The Goddess of War has strange and scary powers, she ought to be called the goddess of nightmares, I remember watching their battle to keep Ikaris's pursuers at bay; it was the figth that concreted within me that the Emporium will lose this conflict ultimately."
"What do you mean?" Hudor butted into the conversation in the same moment that Dr'ul and Cecelia's challenge went live, with those who wished to be able to watch, they already expected nothing the likes of what Ikaris and Lars had just pulled off, but they knew that Cecelia was strong in her own right, and they assumed Dr'ul the same since she was one who Ikaris trusted even more than she trusted Cecelia.
However, nothing could have prepared them for what was about to come.
"The Sol Vestic, Ikaris Vestic, Dr'ul and her brother and sister, Dina Levina, Arla Amastacia, these individuals have something within them which sets them apart from all the others," Jenifer declared, watching the skies with awe as a slightly visible planet materialised in the distance from Alpha creating a setting for the challenge.
"Others fight so that they can overcome their adversaries, and then they may never fight again, but this group of monsters see fighting as a tool; they fight to become stronger, and from our personal observation I think it is safe to assume that their handle over mana places them at the top of their tiers capable of pulling off feats far above what their power should be capable of; Cecelis didn't just pick a fight with some Divine or even a Celestial, Dr'ul is a Celestial God like Ikaris is, attacking that woman's pride in such a manner was a mistake."
"Oh..."