"๐ฐ'๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐!", " Who the hell do you think you are", they said to each other while pushing in repelling directions hoping to slice each other's heads off. " ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ ๐๐'๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐ ๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐น๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ 3 ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ 12 ๐ป๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐ฎ๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐...๐ป๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐! ", she said causing Kuka to loose focus and get overwhelmed by the dreadful brute force she used to send her fly right into the doors of a near by wooden house.
The imposter took a stance, that involved the blade being at chest level, with the tip aiming at the target " Dance of the black Coy, Fabricate", she said before her blade and the objects around her started to emit darkness.
With a powerful slash of her blade, an arc of darkness was sent towards our hero's crush sight destroying the building on impact. Kuka stood unharmed as the darkness cleared like fog, the navy blue glow in her eyes spiked a circumference pressured air around her. She rushed after the imposter like a fired canon ball only to clash metal once more, Kuka struck the blade many times to try and knock it out of her hand, but her opponent decided to spin with the blade like crazy person.
Desperate to not get hit, Kuka took a step back after each strick. "๐จ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐! ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐", " ๐บ๐๐ก ๐๐ข๐ก ๐๐ ๐๐ฆ ๐ค๐๐ฆ ๐ด๐ก๐๐๐๐๐ก๐, ๐ ๐๐'๐ ๐๐๐๐ ...๐๐ ๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐'๐ก ๐ ๐๐ ๐ค๐๐๐ก'๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ก ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ก ๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐ก๐๐๐ ๐ผ ๐๐๐๐ ๐ก๐ ๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐! ๐ธ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐", a female said as she dropped from the sky with two black blades ready to slice Kuka to shreds.
Atalanta wasn't going to let this show off fest off her catch, so she kicked Kuka away before blocking the strick in a clash of pure darkness and distraction.