On the viewing pane, Bastet's dominion field flared outward and the arena floor cracked in widening rings from her feet, stone buckling under a force that hadn't been there seconds ago. Her ears flicked once and a faint purr carried through the boundary that was entirely too satisfied for the situation she was standing in.
"Master's warmth... In the middle of combat." She exhaled, heat rippling the air around her. "I might just get addicted..."
She was smiling. "Well, I already was, so... Even more addicted?"
Vespera glanced sideways at the catgirl, then at the three enemies arrayed across the arena, and the calculation behind her eyes was immediate.
She stepped back until her shoulder was two meters from Bastet's, close enough to overlap the dominion field, and her shadows pooled into a lattice beneath both of them.
They weren't going to attack carelessly.
