buffy summers; slayer, the (![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} goingtowin) wrote in ![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/community.gif){kind=small} wariscoming, |
Buffy ignored her as she talked, she just focused on trading blows, blocking Glory's attacks, and aiming her own with the sword. Of course, she was a god, she was going to land hits. They hurt just as much as Buffy remembered, but she could take a few of them and still be on her feet. Why the god just didn't go right for the kill, she didn't know. But the fight continued, and despite some of the blows Glory got, Buffy was holding her own.
After the god had landed one well place backhand, and Buffy was picking herself up after shattering a window in the building because she had crashed into it, she finally responded.
"I wouldn't count on that." she said, bringing the sword up again, and lunging it to continue the fight. "See, this time? It's not just my friends. I've got Superman. Supergirl. Jacen freaking Solo, if you have any idea who that is." she said, her voice flat as she concentrated on the fight. "Your demons don't stand a chance. The only fight here? Is you, and me." okay, so she wasn't that positive that her team was kicking that much ass, but it was likely.
And the sword was working. She could see what it was doing to Glory, and it gave Buffy hope, which was exactly what she needed. So maybe the Angels were useful for something after all, even if it was only borrowing their weapons.