Chapter 316: Remember, Part 1

Beaux was quickly shaping the atmosphere to Mars once Harvard approached, knowing of his intentions from the get-go. She can infer in the small time the two had that they shared each other respective knowledge of hers and her brother's magic, meaning that he is only caught up with the knowledge Stolas possessed when fighting her. So long as she tries to utilize the planets she has already shown, she wouldn't have to worry about being blindsided once Harvard tries to push further. While such logic was sound, Harvard had every intention to force her to exploit it, allowing Eldorado's limbs to sink straight into the atmosphere, corrupting it, turning it into a golden powder, quickly spreading across its reaches, barely grazing her feathers. Beaux tries to back away, but in doing so leaves an open window to attack, one that the Card Magician would throw himself on her blind spot to land a heavy hook into her face, Eldorado's magic activating once more.

SHIKK!!

In that very impact, once the gold was spreading its way across the numerous feathers, the rainbow pattern being divulged into a mass of metal, Beaux would chop such skin off before it made further contact, the atmosphere changing immediately, flames bursting forth and heating up the Golden Man's arms, having Harvard swap them out as the area was emitting a new gas. 

Venus.

The hot temperatures within such carbon dioxide and zinc was pressurized, a method to cauterize her wound, a targeted slash that she wields like a sword, charging in and slashing the arms in half, the gold melting down as if it was made of butter. While the infection of such gold persists upon contact, Beaux simply scattered the makeshift blade into particles once more, the mass being forced to bundle up, before she'd set up a secondary one and lay a massive wave of heat and fire on her wake. Harvard's body would be cooked by such air, yet even when his body was sweating and the burns were growing, the boy merely walked up and casted a spell, just before such flames eradicated the card into ash. Metallic claws formed on his hand, heating up more and more as she tried to reduce Harvard to cinders, as he would attempt to reach out. Beaux simply backed away, maintaining her distance, but doing so allowed the Card Magician to pick up such heat and lunge a massive arc of warmth to her, a swipe that would've cleaved her in half if such an attack connects.

SPLASH!!!

The next Atmosphere, Neptune. One with an icy-like biome that immediately becomes water once made in contact. Such waters serve as Neptune's true atmosphere, immediately putting out the flames, the water coating the mirrored glass, as she tries to cast Uranus to freeze such waters and act as a trap. Harvard, in response, simply had the limbs lunge him upwards, the heat from such gold being enough to turn the water to steam, concealing him. As Beaux tried to back herself in order to get a proper viewing..

BAM!!!

A direct punch, straight into her stomach. Adam and Eve were still present. Beaux would be bouncing off of the glass, shattering in the impact, as the two monsters swarmed her like flies. Adam would come in with a left hook, right hook repeat, haymakers that kept her bouncing across the air, before launching a high kick skywards, a wide opening for Eve to send her vines to wrap around her neck and pull it instantly, the thorns stabbing at her throat, the harsh impact enough to snap the spinal chord like a twig. Adam kept continuing his assault, straights and gut punches to pick up the momentum again, the atmosphere changing around his hands, copying Beaux's magic by igniting the area with Venus, scorching her body per hit, while Eve would feed in her main sin: Wrath. Despite being blasted in such hellish strikes and blows, despite her very eyes dimming, seeing a bright light above her, having her assume she was getting ready to depart and ascend to heaven, she was starting to smile. She couldn't quite explain why, but she was enjoying every single abuse being given. As she smiled, once she finally landed back down, she'd see it.

The punch that Adam was about to throw.

FWOOSH!! BAM!!!

Beaux would swerve out of the attack, grabbing with one talon at the thorny vines to drag in, and using the other to sweep across the ground and launch a harsh uppercut, barely causing any damage to the First Man, but the impact was enough to both part the flames and snap the vines off, her feathers now a charcoal black, her rainbow highlights glowing beautifully amidst the crisp embers, the organic life now adorned as a wreath, a necklace of flora that she tightened around her neck as a collar. She dug her talons at the ground, her smile growing more and more as she stared down at her opponent, watching him finally escape from the steam and get into his own starting position as well. They locked eyes onto one another, their excitement building. Once Eve tried to unleash more vines to tangle around her limbs, the two ran like mad. Dust was sent on both sides, the children crawling against the glass-like floor like rabid animals, before raising themselves up and balling up a fist, letting the momentum carry their strike forward, the impact burning up with such speeds the two picked up.

BAM!!!

A clash. A strike at each other's hand, the power behind such punches being enough to echo across the realm, the sound and force nearly shattering the mirrors in the general area. Despite being damaged, the two looked on one another with the happiest smile they can muster. They were seeing it again, a clash of the Worlds they once envisioned. Their minds are in a haze, their breath nearly losing themselves as they try to pick up with another punch. They were starting to get addicted again.