Dahlia floated in front of the enormous storm-ocean world avatar.
Every movement it made caused the surrounding space to tremble, as if a whole planet had grown a body just to crush her.
Dahlia looked at it quietly for a moment. "So."
Her dragon eyes glowed with silver-black light. "Can you talk?"
The world avatar did not answer.
It only raised one massive arm, and an ocean-like wave of planetary power gathered around its fist.
Dahlia sighed. "Too bad."
She had wanted to ask a few things.
She wanted to know whether this thing was really alive, whether it could think, and whether the World Will behind it had any interesting bullshit to say.
Unfortunately, this avatar was only a weapon.
A huge, ugly, overpowered weapon.
Dahlia's mouth curved slightly. "Fine."
Black-silver disaster energy erupted around her body. "If you can't talk, then I'll just beat you until something smarter comes out."
The world avatar punched.
BOOOOM!
