Standing amidst the towering fabric of her own discarded ribbon, Akeno looked up at the legs of the club table, which now resembled massive stone pillars. She giggled, though the sound was now high-pitched and delicate. "Ara ara... this is certainly an unexpected development."
The door creaked open. Heavy, rhythmic footsteps shook the floorboards like localized earthquakes. It was Issei, likely looking for a snack or a head-start on his training. From Akeno’s perspective, each step was a thunderous boom that threatened to knock her off her feet. Compressed_AmyFantasy_Akeno-Hightschool-DXD-suc...
Within seconds, the "Thunder Priestess" was no larger than a chess piece. Standing amidst the towering fabric of her own
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