Villain of my own novel

(AN: OMNISCIENT POV, heeeeee's backkkkkk!!!! Lol!)

BAM!

Eshwar's fist and Isha's katana connected as they both shot towards each other with a flap of their wings; a strong gust of circular pressure shot out from the impact, pushing off all the clouds around them.

Isha pushed her, slightly loosened her grip towards Eshwar, causing both of them to pass each other due to the weight of their attacks being on opposite sides, and when he looked at his knuckles, he noticed a bleeding cut that healed by the next instance.

"You shouldn't get distracted when you are in front of your enemy," Isha's cold words trickled into Eshwar's ears from behind, but she had already disappeared when Eshwar turned to face her.

"Much less against a god." Isha's words sounded from behind her again, but this time she was still there when Eshwar turned to face her, and the smile on her face sent a chill around his heart.

SWOOSH

Eshwar managed to step back and avoid the sword, but he still got a small cut on his neck, and before he could sigh in relief,

WHOOOOMMM!!

A massive, strong gust of wind in a horizontal arc shot out at him, producing new clouds from the compressed winds and covered him completely.

"Now that slash feels like a slash from a fantasy story." Eshwar mumbled and sighed.

"I'll be going all out too!" Eshwar roared, and a thin layer of aether covered him as Eshwar muttered, 'Second skin,' in his mind.

And soon all natural forces began make way for him, and abruptly, a black-haired figure zoomed towards him, through the clouds covering him and swung the sword she held in her hand with a smile on her face.

"Good for you." Isha said, and before Eshwar blocked her sword, she disappeared again. She had seen him diminish the force behind her sword; she would be a fool to let him touch it again. She then reappeared at Eshwar's right, swinging horizontally at his neck, but before her sword reached him, he blocked her swing with one finger and diminished the force behind her swing.

"Wha...." Isha's brows narrowed at him in confusion.

"Not everything is under your control. No matter how many times you see it and how many times you avoid it, I just need to touch it once to kill the force following your swing." Eshwar said with a smile, but an ominous grin crept up on Isha's face, and in confusion, Eshwar followed her gaze and noticed that his index finger, which he blocked her sword with, was bleeding.

"So, I just have to make it so that you can't touch it, isn't that right?" Isha asked and disappeared.

'How did her swing go through the aether barrier?' Eshwar pondered, but still he nodded at her question.

"Godly physic." Isha mumbled; whether she was answering his question or not, Eshwar concluded it might have something to do with her skill, Godly physic.

Since Eshwar couldn't see Isha, he waved his right hand and cleared the cloud covering him. He found Isha standing in front of him with a calm expression on her face as her silky, fluttering black hair turned completely white. And Eshwar simply stood in his place and stared at everything that happened, not because he didn't want to disturb her but because something restrained him in place.

"Nature...." Eshwar muttered, and hearing his muttering, Isha smiled and nodded her head as if agreeing with his thoughts.

Isha's skill, Godly physic, gave her control over nature—not control, but complete knowledge of nature, to be precise, and due to her "godly" nature, she was able to control nature however she wished.

But how did Eshwar know? Because of his soul contract with Pyre, a forest spirit, a being completely connected to nature and is also a being that is the very definition of nature.

"Maybe you can help me with the poison part of my new Prince of Destruction title." Eshwar said this loud enough for Isha to hear him, and noticing Isha nod her head in agreement, Eshwar smiled.

"It seems like you have no intention of attacking me if I cannot get out of your restraints." He asked with a smile.

"Mhm." Isha hummed in agreement.

"Very well. Partial Assimilation." Eshwar mumbled, and unbeknownst to him, a massive, green wolf's head materialised behind him, glaring at Isha with a pair of ominously, mesmerizing combination of all-natural colours in the wolf's eyes, which made Isha take a small step back with a gasp.

While strange, ancient, indescribable words materialised in Eshwar's arms as green fur grew on them, and with a snap of his fingers, the sky's restraints on him broke, snapping Isha out of her trance.

'This goddamn monster....' Isha grumbled inwardly and pouted when she remembered all kinds of different powers that he held from what he had told her about. Dragonic mana, aether, and now nature! He had control over all of these! Of course, she would pout; it was straight up unfair!

"I don't like to use Pyre's powers, you know?" Suddenly, Eshwar mumbled, causing Isha's pout to lengthen.

'Are you saying that he won't use it even when he has it? Then why not just give it to me when you have all other monstrous powers!!' Isha grumbled inwardly, because if she voiced them then he might really give them to her.

"I feel like I'm connected with nature when I use his powers, and there is this certain ominous calmness that builds up in me.... as if a calm before the storm." Eshwar said and mumbled his last words, but Isha was able to hear them since, in one way or the other, he was connected to nature, which she was in control of.

"I understand that feeling..." Isha said, then disappeared again.

"Well, since you broke out of the restraints, I'll attack!" Isha said as she appeared behind Eshwar and swung her sword at him.

"Do you know that your presence couldn't be felt before? Well, I can feel it now, maybe because of the partial assimilation." Eshwar mumbled, and as he turned to face Isha, staring into her eyes, he said,

"You should know that the same attack pattern won't work." Eshwar said and blocked her sword, diminishing the force behind it again.

BAM

"Offff..." She literally knocked all the air out of his lungs when her punch connected with his stomach.

"You speak too much." Isha said and kicked his head, diagonally downward. But just as his body shot down, she grabbed his bat wings, placed her foot on his back, and ripped off his wings.

"Argh!!!"