Meta saw Hydro's actions, eyeing them carefully. Her mouth contorted into a grimly looking smirk. She held her blades to her sides, and words of a strange an unearthly language entered her mind all of a sudden, she herself not even aware from whence they came. "Mrayahlaky kynakineyykokuh, nuolroko." The words came from her muttering mouth. The blades flared, and shadows crept across them, darkening their metallic look. Then suddenly, a light like that of a rising or setting sun flared in the deep and dark shadows, allowing the blades to regain their shine, but one that was a strange one, as if it was golden light battered and forged by the flames of hell into weapons. As this happened, the blades broadened, and finally Meta stood there with a pair of magnificent swords in her hands, broad and curved somewhat. She swirled them around in the air for a moment, then started to move the both of them like Hydro did, in the same pattern of an infinity symbol, but as she wielded two weapons, there were two patterns of infinity symbols, matching Hydro's speed perfectly. As the storm of swords raged around her, the young woman was surrounded by a blazing light as if she had ignited to become a star. In this fashion, she went forward to meet with Hydro, blades spinning, light shining, teeth revealing.