[ It definitely hurts, making contact like that -- but her adrenaline's pumping thick in her blood, and even if she'll feel it for days after, she sure as hell doesn't give a damn about that now. What's worse is the loss of balance, the way it makes her stagger a half-step when he lets go of her and hits her in the solar plexus. She actually winces, feels the wind get knocked right out of her lungs. Ouch.
She backs off a little to catch her breath, but her fists stay up, her knees just slightly bent as she circles around. Her words are just a little airless when she answers: ]
When I said mastery of all martial arts, I meant all of 'em. You wanna put a weapon in my hand, you go right a-fuckin'-head.
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She backs off a little to catch her breath, but her fists stay up, her knees just slightly bent as she circles around. Her words are just a little airless when she answers: ]
When I said mastery of all martial arts, I meant all of 'em. You wanna put a weapon in my hand, you go right a-fuckin'-head.