"Don't forget me, Harriet." Ancestra threw her hammer of a right hand down on Harriet, crushing the ground and making a crater that threatened to collapse the entire foundation of the 500kmx500km arena. Harriet blocked the female's hand with the stock of her gun, while the other was pointed back at Julie, shooting randomly in the samurai's direction. Harriet thrusted the butt of her gun upward, sending Ancestra spiking upwards into the sky. She immediately broke the sound barrier again in the blink of an eye, a testament to a portion of power Harriet holds. The demon spread her arms wide, the whole floor of the arena being littered to the brim with bloody, swirling portals that hurled out countless amounts of guns pointed directly at the demon handed-girl.
"I didn't even look at Jules… Whaddya mean?" Harriet sighed, lifted her right leg back while she stood on the balls of her left foot into a ballet-like posture. Her curvy leg then sported one of her rifles that looked to be attached to her boots. She fired once at Julie directly aimed in between the samurai's eyes with a shot so strong it lifted the female two meters into the air and flipped her off of it like paper in the wind. It was as Harriet fired that Julie took that moment to dash at her fastest possible movement during this time, her figure disappearing into a blur as she held her katana parallel to her eye level. She gripped the handle of her blade and focused her energy again in one devastating attack, if not compromising Harriet, then two. It might make her pass out, but she has to do it.
She has to push herself even further.
Julie slashed vertically from her blade's position, the image of the world cleaving in a clean split completely imagined in her mind. Harriet caught her blade while she was flipped by her own gunshot, the image in Julie's mind never realized. Harriet used her gun-wielding legs to propel herself back down into a front flip as she kicked her feet into Julie's spine, evidently bending the female's body and posture. She could feel the samurai's bones split and crack. Harriet drove her other feet into Julie's spine for the second time, and shot in a flurry, peppering the female with excruciating pain that spread all over her back.
"Ghhhhk…!" Julie cursed with bated breath, her lower half paralyzed completely. She willed her still moving torso with sheer desire and will power, punching herself in the stomach to realign her own spine back by pure force and swing her left arm that held her blade in a wide, circular arc that sliced all of the guns that threatened to volley fire at Ancestra who had been gaining velocity faster than a meteor crashing into a planet with five times the human perception of Earth's gravity. With a blazing red trail, Ancestra's fist landed square in Harriet's face from her convenient pose.
"Focus on me better." The two females crash hard into the epicenter of the crater, evidently cracking and splitting apart the arena into huge clumps of rock and soil. A mysterious magic colored with the bright splendor of gold returns the arena to its past state. As if nothing happened, Ancestra went ahead and shot her large and warped arm of seething red into her teacher, each impact sending an earthquake ripple and sear through the earth to announce its presence.
"What, you jealous?" Harriet smiled, stopping her unholy limb with her humane hand like it was lifting a feather. A very, very heavy feather. She tucked her knees to her stomach and kicked Ancestra back into the sky, sending multiple layers of waves exploding in the air. She stood up from kicking her feet to raise her body, landing into one of her portals.
"Gotcha bitch!" Sprouting from a portal from Ancestra's back, Harriet pulled out one of her guns and swung the side of its stock over the back of Ancestra's head, the sound of wood and bone both cracking in injury as the girl was spiked back into the ground. The arena rumbled again from the impact, but Ancestra was nowhere to be seen.
Harriet was descending back down with a blazing trail.
"Definitely." From five meters off the ground, a raging torrential geyser of crimson surged from the soil, propelling Ancestra forward as she assimilated back into her human appearance. She caught Harriet into her hands and threw her back down into the ground, exploding into a volcano of viscous red.
"I only had one job!" Harriet shouted, a shell of portals shielding her appearing from thin air, all with guns sticking out from them. Firing in an incoherent unison, Harriet spun around and struck a pose, with all of the bullets she had fired in all directions exploding with ear-shattering mass and volume. It was a bloodfest of exploding shrapnel fireworks.
"Now you have a second one, do me well." Ancestra quipped before getting kicked in the cheek by Harriet, being sent into the barrier and bouncing back to Harriet before she sends the female like a ping pong toy with Ancestra being a ball with a string.
"Now you just did that on purpo-" Harriet quipped before being interrupted by Ancestra by being socked right in the face with her demonic arm, with Harriet back in Ancestra's ping pong session for the second time.
Julie hasn't moved from her position, yet. She closed her eyes and focused on her blade, gripping it with her sheathe for a hand, being cut by it. There was a searing, hot pain in her hand, but it was inconsequential. Her breathing was more than labored. Her spine was in a lot of unfathomable stress. She has one more attack before collapsing. And she'll make sure this one will hit. She doesn't care who it hits, but she wants it to hit Harriet. If she can't hit the demon with single strikes with one strokes…
How about dicing the demon with multiple faster-than-lightspeed slashes all encased in the time frame of a second?
That was her last ditch plan. The ideal outcome was for her to dedicate a slash per one microsecond, but her fatigued state could only do so much, so she had to settle for a slash every fifty microseconds. Ancestra was doing her absolute best out there, probably running on fumes and adrenaline at this point. But she looked unnaturally calm. How does she do it? Julie wondered that while counting away at the insanely fast unit of time. She paced and rationed her breathing as if it was a limited resource. More blood poured into the blade like a conscious offering. The golden clouds that patterned the blade faintly glowed, clashing with the onyx spine that tried to swallow its shine.
"Get out of the way! Ancestra!" Julie shouted with such volume that it tore her throat, esophagus and voice box into breaking with a tiny little squeak before she unsheathed her blade with a speed that was truly indiscernable to the human eye, even that of a god's.
In a second, five hundred world-splitting slashes trailing with black and gold tore away at the fabric of time, spiraling into a vacuum directed towards Harriet.