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Sub-Zero MKA
No!
Sarada threw her arms up to block, but her power was waning, while Balon's increased somehow. That, combined with his speed and skill, had her being pushed back toward the edge of the ring.
I don't understand!
It was obvious that Chris was lying. These techniques... they were the result of the Ten Schools, the same ones that Ochazuke and Zaofan learned during their travels! Meaning there was more where that came from. More importantly, her superior power meant nothing! I'm being pushed back! I'm going to lose!
How? Sure, he was more skilled, but she had every other advantage, right?
Telegraph, how? She didn't give it much thought then, but how? She had gotten away from her hand-to-hand training, sure, but that was because her techniques needed to be honed. Something had to give, right?
It's not that. I'm not rusty, I'm thinking too much. That was it. Against someone this skilled, her strategy needed to be perfect. She needed to map out not just her next move, but the next several after that. And that was the problem. Perhaps unconsciously, her body was giving clues to what she was going to do next in the time it took for her body to get the signal from her brain to move.
Victory or defeat was determined in the fractions of a second it took for her body to react. Too long, and she was going to lose.
As her power slipped away - placing her at a further, clearer disadvantage - it was clear.
The edge of the ring was growing nearer, as was defeat.
Her eyes closed, and she began to meditate. It only took a fraction of a second for the body to act. That fraction was the difference between life and death.
The roar of the crowd faded into silence. The weight of a universe in peril shifted off her shoulders. The worries and concerns of her people went away. Everything faded to nothing until it was her, Balon, and the fight.
Conscious thought was gone. There was only instinct.
Balon's attack continued unabated when she suddenly ducked down in the moment when one fist was drawn back and the other was thrust forward. The space between his legs was enough for her to dash behind him. Her tail wrapped around his leg in an effort to pull him off balance.
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