>>5873185“GRRRAAAAAA!” he snarls, blitzing straight at Chaya with a heavy right. Which she dodges with a spin, not the controlled spin of the Su Ma but more of a panicked reaction, narrowly avoiding the attack as he flies past. Only to flip, kick off the far wall and rocked right back towards her again.
“HAAAAAA!” she roars, swinging her right to meet his. And with her power she stops him, but with the sheer <span class="mu-i">weight</span> of all that energy behind his strike, she doesn't keep her feet. She's blown clean off the ground, all the force of his blow sent into your daughter, who flies back at the opposite end of the room. Only to flip around and kick off the wall as well, rocketing back towards your youngest.
She moves faster than he can react, fist slamming into his face and knocking junior back a couple steps. But her strike doesn't send him as far as you think it should have, staggering him back a few steps but not sending him flying. The weight of his massive power keeps him grounded, shocking her.
“Wh-What?!” she says, shocked by the weight of his ki. He then bounces back, going back on the attack. She is forced onto the defensive, trying to withstand his attacks a few moments before switching to the Su Ma style. You watch on as your daughter begins to twist and weave around his erratic attacks, throwing a few attacks that barely affect him as he keeps attacking relentlessly. But then, after a few moments, you hear her start trying to talk to him. “Hey, Junior it's me. It's Chaya. Don't you recognize me?”
“HRRRYAAAAA!!” Karn Jr bellows, not acknowledging her words at all as he continues attacking. But then she switches techniques, catching his right in her left, then his left in her right and holding him at bay.
“Jr, it's me. It's your big sis, Chaya.” she says to him, eyes meeting. “I'm Chaya. Chaya!”
“Chay.....Ya....?” he mutters, blinking a few times as he seemingly begins to recognize her. “Chaya?”
“Yes, yes it's me, Chaya!” she says, your son's brows furrowed in confusion as he tries to rationalize his anger and his sister at the same time. “Focus on your power, don't let it go! Control it!”
“Control...” he mutters, looking from her face to his fists in her hands as his power starts to diminish. “My power..... All this?”
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