>>5958343Dramatically, both you and Guruma launched your attacks, practically at the same time as you were quicker on the draw than the bodysnatcher. Right as the two techniques rend across the grassy meadows, a powerful clash between both blows began. The sheer force tearing the surroundings asunder was no different than being at the eye of the storm. A wild gale force hurricane bloomed from residue between the two techniques. Anything that wasn't heavily bolted down was easily swept up by the dual air-bending cyclones. Despite the brilliant display that you gave off, Guruma's Aerial/Atmospheric Kamehameha was still managing to resist and hold its ground against yours. You hated to admit it but in the short time since she possessed your grandma's body, she has already mastered it to such a degree.
Facing the impending threat that you might have to kill your Grandma to beat her, you almost find yourself starting to waver. That tranquil calmness you desperately instilled into yourself is at risk of falling apart. But in response to the jarring shock you now face, you only close your eyes, taking a deep, cleansing breath. Remembering your grandma's teachings, you allowed yourself to purge out any intrusive thoughts or distractions. Using all those conflicting feelings as mere kindling to the fire, you once again regain your composure. Putting your faith in your grandma, and in your abilities simultaneously, you took on a fugue state as your aura and ki became that of a dead calm. Unnerving Guruma in the process.
Before she had time to retaliate or brace herself, your Atmospheric/Aerial Kamehameha quickly slipped through the faulty openings of her own. Riding through the slipstream at blinding speeds, the air-bending wave splintered into four conjoined points, shredding through Guruma's attack. Not only that but it began to take the residue left behind to further fuel it as it became bigger, stronger, and denser by the passing seconds. There was no escaping it, she was going to be defeated in this beam struggle. Seeing those cold, empty eyes staring her down, Guruma could only break into a laughing fit. It wasn't one made out of breaking down to madness, but she was relishing your power and the irony of it all.
"My ambition will not end here. Even if you kill your grandma to stop me, someone else will take up my reigns and claim what we desire. The time of the Mystics is finally over, the world shall be blanketed once more in neverending darkness. Oden will return, Lord Piccolo will be freed, and you. Son Koku will know true despair, one way or another." Letting out another bone-chilling laugh, Guruma found herself fully swallowed up by the attack as it sent her flying. Bustling through countless trees as it travels upwards into the sky. Leaving only the twinkle of the attack as it disappears from the horizon. You weren't sure if you killed her or not, but for now, you've won the fight. Taking care of the threat at hand for now.