Sonsday the 7th of Ready’reat 381 ONT, 9:41am, Altinho Wood, 6 miles north north east of the village of Marscreet, Northern Argyle, Country of Chistles Point.
The Lioness sat down on a rock bluff and looked up Elesyum. Alana looked back behind the Titan, a swath of destruction raged for about twelve miles through Altinho wood, ancient trees and hilly bluffs were smashed to nothing. Both were battered and injured, both were quickly healing. Taking a deep breath she mentally augmented her voice to be heard by the Titan
“This is the end of the line Elesyum. Not that I don’t mind a tussle in the wild, we are now too close to Marscreet, there are innocent people there, and I won’t allow this go any farther.” There was a note a finality in her voice. Few on Argyle could speak to the grace and divinity of a Titan with that kind of confidence.
“YOU WON’T ALLOW THIS?” the Titan boomed “THAT IS THE PROBLEM, YOUR LITTLE RACE PERSUMES MUCH WHEN IT THINKS IT CAN DECIDE TO ALLOW ME, OR ANY TITAN TO DO ANYTHING! WE WERE ANCIENT WHILE THE GODS DEBATED YOUR PATHATIC RACE, AND NOW YOU AND YOUR ILK NEED TO BE CULLED LIKE AN OVERGROWN TREE, NEED TO BE TAUGHT RESPECT AND YOUR PLACE” the Titan was working herself into a rage again. Alana sighed as she stood and readied her sword, she had had enough of this.
“Times have changed, I have killed your brethren, and though it would pain me to kill one of the last Titans, don’t think I won’t. Please, turn back and return to your lands in the north, if you come any further I won’t hold back”
“HOLD BACK!” the Titan screamed in rage, her voice knocking over ancient trees. With one hand she pulled an ancient redwood from the ground and brought it down with the force of 100,000 horses on the sitting Alana.
The noise of the ancient sword took over, and Alana allowed it to take control. The blade spun her and twirled, cutting a hole into the tree in the split second it fell. Once again the Lioness stood unharmed by the Titan’s attack.
“Go Home Elesyum” Alana said, anger in her voice
“The Titan once again picked up her mighty Hammer and began her assault anew. Alana hefted her blade and dashed towards the Titan’s feet. Marscreet had over six hundred people who lived there, she would not allow this battle to extend any further.