Showing What True Power Look Like
Phoenix lost her grip on her Tensaiga, after Death had managed to grapple it with it's scythe.
"You have lost." said Death, thinking that it won and was about to claim it's prize.
"I don't think so." Phoenix told it, switching to her bipedal werefox form, wearing a honey colored body suit, her hair done up in dreadlocks adorned with purple smithosian beads at the tips of them, calling her sword, as soon as it touch her paw, the blade was being encased in purple smithosian crystal.
Phoenix was both shocked and confused as she got a good look at it. Did I earned this by sealing my inner darkness inside of me?
Death was confused at first but manage to shake it off.
"Looks like things just got interesting, no matter what form you take, I'm not leaving til I have both of your souls."
It tried to do the same manuver as before, this itme however, Phoenix broke the scythe's blade, stunning Death, if only momentarily, she took the oppunity to slice through it bones, it's black hooded cloak slowly floated to the ground.