Board Thread:Kōgakure General RP/@comment-28929139-20170507042517/@comment-28929139-20170507061132

Tak wasn't standing still when those disks shot off, she sidestepped in a backwards curve to keep in constant movement, not sure of what he might do. So when he came at her in a flash of red and black, the only thing she could do was push her heels into the grass, send her hips back and bring her shoulders down to tank through the strike he elbowed her stomach with. Tak's mouth flew open and her hot, white-tea scented breath couple with saliva was pushed out in a hard gust toward the side of his face as she forced herself to fold forward and tried to use the loose momentum in her arm to clutch the back of his back. He was fast, there was no denying that, but she trumped him in strength and assuming she was able to grip the nape of his neck, her left fist came slamming toward the arch of his ribcage just below his exposed armpit to target the lacework of nerves sitting there. If it connected, it was enough to pinch a nerve but not quite knock him. Tak tried to rip away from him either way and backed up a couple feet, circling around him.