"Bzz!" "BZZ!"
"This is getting annoyingghhh!" Beauregard whined as she caught herself against a column. Her whirlpool lower half was severed partially by electrical discharge.
"TSHHHHHH!!!"
A white butterfly scorched through the slime-girl's torso, towards the poetry sheets she harboured.
"No!" Beauregard whimpered and moaned as the butterfly hissed through her body; she shifted her form, thrusting the poetry up in a coat of slime to her hands. "Mngh!" She whacked her hand in the air, summoning a wave to crash into an Asobi.
That Asobi however was an illusion. As one illusion was disrupted, a dozen more took its place. The one butterfly was flying to her command it seemed.
Jotou spun in the air boosted by her electrified kick and slashed her sword through Beauregard's extended arms. A torrent of water surged and took the blonde into a vortex. It shoved her away as far as it could before her lightning evaporated what held her.
