To Destroy is to Create and to Create You Must Destroy

As time ticked away, Azaria's saber feathers were appearing in threes around her. It took thirty seconds for the explosion to finally dissipate and by this time, all of her saber feathers had manifested.

Xena, Zukie, and the Tyrins had been defeated by Azaria's surprise attack, but not killed. Nova particles and gleaming pieces of tiny swords agglomerated in the sky. In two blinks of an eye, both Tyrins, Xena, and Zukie had reformed.

Their immortal auras were still as strong as ever and they looked perfectly fine.

" Does that answer your question? " Tyra asked.

Azaria was flabbergasted. She had hit them with everything she had and they hadn't sustained any damage.

" What type of monster is he? "

" The Supreme One. Don't tell me you actually thought that was going to kill them. "

" Well if that didn't kill them nothing will! " Azaria retorted, it pissed her off how strong they were.