The ignorant little puppy god was still in its state of comprehending that mythical force and by the time it opened its eye the godly beast was already gone.
"Hmm? Where did he go?"
"Oh, Well. I sure have benefited today!", said the pup, quickly forgetting about the godly beast and totally unaware of the immense sacrifice it had made.
As the little puppy was busy gloating and being happy, it shortly stopped as a sharp screech was heard.
"SCREEEECHHHHHHHH"
"Ahhhhhh! My ears!", screamed the the little god.
The sound was as clear as a bell and just hearing will make your head numb. It was high pitched and carried an aura of majesty. Following that sound a huge gust of wind blasted the little dog.
"Arouuuuu!", howled the little puppy as it was nothing but a feather in the face of these ferocious winds.
After tumbling for a few good seconds, before smashing into a tree, It stopped and looked up. There were leaves in its fur and its face was slightly smushed. As wronged as it felt it was left speechless. A sight was to behold as it saw the majestic form of a beautiful red feathered creature.
It wad vermillion color and lush amount of feathers covered its body. It was slim and looked very delicate. Its beak was in a brilliant yellow color that complimented its red body.
Heavens! What a slim-er beautiful creature! Just like the godly beast, it was distinctly different from a normal creature. It was beyond average and at the level of the divine. At this thought the little puppy couldn't help but wimpier in fear and drool in lust. It has met another god!
The godly bird eventually slowed its flapping of its wings and descended to the ground. It's peerless beauty was blinding. Without a single flaw the elegant godly bird looked around and laid its beautiful thin neck to the ground. All of its actions where done with grace and beauty, it then proceeded to....
"Whaaaaaaaaa!", cried the supposed elegant goddess....
All traces of its previous elegance was destroyed.
"Buahhhhhhhhh!", sobbed the goddess, as crystal like tears streamed out of her eyes.
As she cried more tears started to fall, the goddess proceeded to collect these tears while continuing to cry.
"Sniff, Sniff. Dame Apollo forcing me to cry.....", grumbled the goddess.
"If it weren't for this war I wouldn't be forced to commit such an act."
The little dog was utterly confused as to what was happening. It felt that the few sentences it just made it lose some of its points in the profoundness of a goddess department.
"Dame m*ther f*ckers! This war is ruffling my feathers!"
.....she lost even more points, but still god dame gorgeous!
As she was laminating, up in the sky a dark red light was burning.
The sobbing phoenix immediately stopped crying and returned to her imposing state in a instant. It seems shes quite practiced in changing modes ...
Of course she was! She was a proud divine beast, how can she let others see her crying so pathetically.
The little doggy god who saw the entire process, "...."
It has similar attributes to the crying phoenix. This new Phoenix had a similar slim body but had a wicked felling to it. The biggest difference is that there were several gaudy feathers with complicated patterns that look like eyes.
It was colored in dark purple and red colors almost like it was corrupted. The crying Phoenix immediately stop crying and faced the incoming figure.
"Hello fellow clansmen", greeted the corrupt phoenix. While it sounded polite, it's expressing showed otherwise.
With a flap of its wings it landed in front of the crying phoenix. Once again our poor little main character is blasted away from the strong gust of wind.
"AROUUUUUUU.....", howled the little god.
"Dame you guys!", though the little god, as it crashed into some shrubbery, the little god looked up begrudgingly at the beautiful figures, staring knives at each other.
"Woof, woof. Dang they're still gosh darn beautiful! I'll forgive you guys this time.", scoffed the lusty perverted god.
"Although you are form a different realm, you reek of corruption! You are a disgrace to all phoenix kind!", shouted the phoenix righteously. she paid no heed to her fake politeness and proceeded to taunt her opponent
The taunt was super effective!
"Shut up! Your legend went fine, but not everyone is the same!", screamed the enraged dark Phoenix. It was as sensitive topic for her and she exploded in anger.
"Once I absorb you I will regain my seat along with the cardinal beasts, I'll rip that b!tch to pieces.", skipping the formalities, she started to get into her battle mode.
It seems that there were some conflict that the dark Phoenix encountered that rendered her to this state.
With that outburst, the fight was on! They turned to their human forms and hurled huge fireballs and huge burst of heat was radiating off of them.
BOOOMMMM! As their attacks clashed they exploded and the fire fanned out in a circular shape.
The little god caught in the middle of this,"Ahhhhh I'm turning into a dried doggy jerky!"
Luckly the little god was pretty far away, but the heat was so intense, it was still scorched alive. It felt like it was in an oven. Normally, mortal creatures would faint from dehydration and heatstroke by now, but the weak sauce god seemed to be able to at least not die immediately.
The heated fight was still going strong. The two phoenixes launched fire attacks over and over. The light emitted from their attack was like looking directly at the sun.
These lights continued to flash like a fireworks display and the poor little god happened to look at it.
"Ahhhhh my eyes!"
.... first it's hearing, then set on fire, now his sight. This pitiful little god sure was unlucky.
Eventually the flashy fireworks stopped and it seem the two phoenix had exhausted their powers. The next logical action of course was close combat.
They reverted to their true heavenly bird forms and entered an arial fight.
Like fighter jet planes they tried to catch each other by the tail and deal a fatal blow with their sharp talons.
"SWISH"
"FEWW"
As they flew they made complicated flight trajectories that no normal creature can make. Every few time they would clash briefly and then separate, repeating this several times. Their entails left after images and they started to look like glow-sticks when you wave them really fast.
Eventually they they grew tired of that too and reverted back to their human forms. They were breathing heavily and look like they were going to end it once and for all, in a final last attack.
Contrary to expectations, the ladies just stared at each other and slowly moved towards each other. They never lost eye contact and they stoped to the point where they could see each other eye to eye.
Under heavy suspension and a good few seconds of silence, they proceeded to fight once more...
"Ahhhhhhh"
"Screw you!"
"Ho#"
"B*tch"
They proceeded to a cat fight and resorted to name calling...the previous epic battle was no more.
They started hair pulling and biting. Rather than executing complex battle techniques and shooting awesome powerful finishing moves, they just slapped each other and fought like someone stole the last piece of pizza.
The little dog's mind, "Ladies, ladies, where here your previous majesty!?"
"Round 2 skank!"
"Bring it batch"
They then proceeded to cry all of a sudden, out of the blue. It was full on tears and sobbing.
"Whahhhhhhhh!!!!!", the red phoenix chose to cry loudly like a annoying kid in a supermarket .
"Boooohooooohooo...sniff, sniff....", the red purple phoenix went more with a disgraceful sob.
Normally they would trying to pay attention to their image and cry like Hollywood actors, but they were in a fight and a rush, so their crying was quite forced. Both of their crying sounds where utterly unappealing. Not to mention they were in their phoenix forms and their vocal cord amplified their sounds to the maximum.
Puffing their chest like the proud roosters- er phoenixes they are. They touched boob to boob. Leaned their necks back, pushing with their chest, trying to dominate the other. This is regular behavior seen in some animals, but never seen in roos-phoenix behavior, thought the little god.
By the time they were done, their hair was disheveled, their makeup smeared, and feathers where scatted all around.
Naturally some lucky mortals will find these feathers and perhaps make a divine weapon from them. Some would create arrows embedded with these feathers that light up and take on a fiery bird form when fired from their quiver. Or perhaps they would adorn then to headgear and outfits that give up a lavishing flare.
Little to the mortal's knowledge, they would probably believe that there was an epic fight that took place and wouldn't even dare imagine the unsightly catfight that occurred.