Ayeseru sighed deeply, though for good reason, it was a terrible habit of hers, regardless. There she was, balancing herself elegantly at the very top of the highest tower of Clover Town, surprised that it had in fact remained where it was. She stared dully below her, an emotionless, yet, delicate face, watching the chaos transpire below. She shook her head, and sighed deeply once more. "This wasn't quite how I would have liked to return..." Yaksha strapped to her back, Ayeseru had recently come back to her home, Clover Town, from a job, only to find it was ravaged with beasts which appeared to be like... Dragons? It had to be the only possible explanation, simply because of the fact they had a similar scent to Sapphiron.
Already, one could see the mages retaliate; Shuhei had already begun fighting alongside Heero. Only way to tell was the huge, almost unavoidable flashes of bright light the two left after using one of their fancy attacks. Unfortunately for her, those were the only two whom she could spot right then and there; there was more battle, though with unfamiliar faces. She stood up from her kneeling position, suddenly growing a sinister smile, her eyes filling with a new-found excitement. One of the dragons had suddenly slammed against the tower, shattering most of its base, shaking as it slowly began to collapse on itself. Ayeseru simply stood there, smile growing even more, perfectly balanced as she was before.
"Seems like... I'll be enjoying this..." She spoke to herself, her voice almost seductive at that point. She leapt off the tower before it had a chance to actually crumble, her arms stuck out by her side, literally diving into the fray. Even while falling, Ayeseru was graceful; probably had something to do with the fact that she was a woman. Mid-fall, one of the strange dragons was flying towards her, just below her; she assumed it had made an attempt to strike her, though unsuccessful. She performed a semi-flip onto the dragon in the nick of time, able to then dig her hand on its rough hide. Luckily enough, she had landed on its head.
Ayeseru's smile grew; she always let a small amount of that side to her out whenever in a battle, simply because it proved to be advantageous. Raising her foot, she gathered all of her strength possible and centered it on to the sole of her foot, she slammed it on the dragon's head, causing a loud POW! sound, which could be heard by anyone in the area; it was so powerful, in fact, that it almost sent vibrations through the dragon. Almost. The dragon let out a roar of terrifying pain, as it slowly began to lose its aerial momentum rapidly. Before it could make an attempt to even get up, Ayeseru had already run on its head, and jumped from its nose into the far distance, facing the dragon midair with the same seductive smile she wore.
Dark Fist was radiating its usual shadowy figure on Ayeseru's wrist as the dragon swept towards Ayeseru; dropping her weight downwards at the appropriate time for maximum impact, Ayeseru struck the mighty beast right between its eyes, sending it and herself flying towards the ground, a large impact and crater being left at the appropriate size for the beast. An enormous dust cloud, naturally, was created from the impact. Ayeseru sighed, and stepped out of the dust as she rubbed her wrist. "I knew I should've warmed up first...", she muttered to herself. She walked away from the scene slowly, not even bothering to see the results of her work, or even pay attention to the blood on her knuckles.
"Now... What else can I do here...?