Descent
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The moment Winters let out an exhale, her grip on her sword relaxing as she leaned away from him, looking as though she was about to get up–Alastor suddenly surged forward like a rising tsunami, tossing the goddess flat on her back, covering her body with his before she could even move to stand up.
Their position reversed just as quickly it had happened and Winters landed with a startled gasp to the ground, her free hand blindly searching for her sword, panic beginning to show in her eyes when she saw that it had landed far from her reach. Her hand clenched and unclenched at nothing but thin air, her eyes growing wide as they frantically met his triumphant gaze.
Alastor grinned, “That's beca