That's fine. I've been trained by my uncle, the god of war himself.
[She watches him with calculating eyes, analyzing his motions and judging his most likely pattern of attack. He's a lot like Vegeta, she knew that much, but she didn't quite figure him for the brute force type of fighter. When he moves, she figures that she's guessed right. He's more cautious, not throwing his weight at her like Vegeta does.
And that's just fine with her.
She moves forward and to one side, her palm neatly batting aside his fist while her fingers curl gently around his wrist, giving a tug that forces him to overbalance. She follows this up with a short, sharp sweep of her foot into his extended leg that should send him falling forward with her standing a pace behind him. It's not that he's ignorant, no. It's that this is breaking new ground for him, while she's already had painful lessons in fighting without her powers.]
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[She watches him with calculating eyes, analyzing his motions and judging his most likely pattern of attack. He's a lot like Vegeta, she knew that much, but she didn't quite figure him for the brute force type of fighter. When he moves, she figures that she's guessed right. He's more cautious, not throwing his weight at her like Vegeta does.
And that's just fine with her.
She moves forward and to one side, her palm neatly batting aside his fist while her fingers curl gently around his wrist, giving a tug that forces him to overbalance. She follows this up with a short, sharp sweep of her foot into his extended leg that should send him falling forward with her standing a pace behind him. It's not that he's ignorant, no. It's that this is breaking new ground for him, while she's already had painful lessons in fighting without her powers.]