So far I'm interested and curious, especially as to who that 7 tailed character is as well as how they would interact with Taylor.
Though as some guy earlier said I do admit it is starting to get a bit... it feels like Lisa's scene alone managed to push the narrative a hundred times further than the rest of the scenes. You can ignore this since I'm not exactly a professional writer or the best at criticism (plus I don't wanna be harsh or discouraging as well), but here's what I personally think after some analyzing which I believe might be why some of the others are dissatisfied.
I do wonder if Taylor will eventually manage to master all the domains she has and if so, I look forward to how the likes of Alexandria and the Endbringers would react including knowing how outclassed they would become (if that's a thing that'll happen in this story). I imagine being possibly associated with storms and sea might have some possible weird side effects with Leviathan- hmm... that reminds me of the fact that Divinity also usually don't die, well, normally right? So what happens with Taylor if someone manages to score a lucky shot?
Taylor looked out over the ocean. Leviathan was coming. Armsmaster's prediction program gave us more time to get ready than ever before, but you could see it in the faces of those gathered who had fought before... People knew that death was here for them. Not Taylor though. It was hard to place the expression on her face as she looked out and up, up to the clouds that blanked the sky in darkness.
Taylor didn't look afraid. She looked... confused. Her confusion faded as the moment dragged on, replaced by a mask of determination. Her tails lept to life, first twisting around one another and then in a sudden motion that saw Taylor lift into the rain filled air they spread out like the hands of a Buddha.
"Leviathan made a mistake." She whispered to herself before her voice vanished into the sound of rain hitting concrete.
Lightning flashed in the sky, highlighting Taylor's silhouette as she flew steady in winds that buffeted all but the strongest fliers. She raised up her arms to the heavens... and the storm stopped.
It didn't stop raining. The storm simply stopped. Raindrops floated in the air like glistening gemstones. The clouds shifted and spears of sunlight stabbed downwards into the city. The night of the storm turned suddenly into a dazzling day.
"This is my home." Taylor's voice boomed through the city.
"This is my city." The ocean twisted and suddenly Leviathan was revealed in the now empty bay. His inhuman form looked up at her from the twisted wrecks of once sunken ships.
"This is MY storm." The stillness ended. A thousand bolts of lightning struck at Taylor from all side. A corona of plasma formed a halo around her twenty feet across. The winds swirled and the raindrops danced around her, for she stood resolute, the eye of her own personal hurricane.
"And YOU... are my ENEMY." the judgement passed like the falling of a guillotine, like the crashing of a tsunami, like the ending of an age. In Taylor's hands suddenly blazed her trident. Around it danced foxes made of foxfire.
"BE GONE."
Then the thunder was unleashed. Then the winds and rains, the oceans, and the city itself, turned on Leviathan. And lo, he was gone.