"If you want to get to her, you will have to get through us first," Dygo declared as he took a step forward.
He could still feel the oppressive aura of his opponent, but his own was strong in it's own accord. Corra was amused. To think that someone, not one of her fellow Immortals, has the guts to face her in battle.
"You've made a terrible mistake. Even in this form of yours, you won't stand a chance against my powers," Corra grinned.
Unlike most of her other counterparts who rely on brute strength, she preferred to bend her opponents to her will. She preferred breaking their spirits, as opposed to breaking their bones.
"Come at me with everything you've got, pretty boy. If not, it won't be fun for me," she taunted.
