The headless god stepped back from the coast and kept moving backwards while a new, smaller head began to form from a crater in her neck.
Ice slush was beamed right next to her regular-sized head from which she flinched from.
"Kickbolt," Jotou landed safely onto the slush and stood tall.
Beauregard pouted like a child about to be scolded. "Go home Beauregard."
"How dare you! How dare you command a God! Do you think I take orders from you!" she shouted out and several tendrils of her slime shot up to thud into her or grapple her.
Jotou simply charged through the tendrils and appeared on the other side where Frost froze over a new platform for the blonde to stand on, while Frost herself descended slowly from atop the slime-girl's new head.
"You're slower than usual Beauregard. Have you gained weight?" Jotou smirked with a spark in her eyes.
