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Murray lands hard after taking a bad attack. As he gets up he doesn't bother lifting his anchor first as he's more concerned about wiping the blood from his mouth.
"You... are real problematic. Aren't you?"
"Hehe. Look sister! He's already bleeding."
"Of course. That was to be expected. One or two more hits like that and we can move onto the next one. You two, circle around him."
Smoothie ordered her two twins Citron and Cinnamon who were more than eager to follow her directions. They both take one side in order to ensure the fish-man has nowhere to run from their sisters attack.
"Any last words?"
"Yeah... can't we talk about this?"
Smoothie merely grins as she picks up one of the guests who were hiding under a nearby table and squeezes the life out of them. With their juices drained she grows to giant proportions and lifts her sword high. As she brings it down it shoots out a slicing wave of compressed liquid and her body shrinks down as a result. As the jet of water approaches him Murray sighs.
"Guess not."
He raises his open palm and as the fluid makes contact with him it alongside any other moisture in the air becomes static. Droplets of water float around the fish-man as he looks at Smoothie.
"Fish-man Karate. Shizumi Kata."
"What?"
"Did sisters attack just stop?!"
"C-Could it be that he's strong?"
"No. Not really. It's just a foolish idea to use fluids against a fish-man. But I must say your ability is actually disgusting enough that I didn't want to interact with it."
"So... you're squeamish? Is that why you let me abuse you until now?"
"Yes. But not because of what you think. I can't stomach striking women."
"Hmm!"
Smoothie smiles.
"Then it appears I'm not the only foolish one here."
"No. You're not. But I've seen that ability of yours. You can extract fluids out of things and replenish yours. Is that correct?"
"It's a bit more complicated than that. I can squeeze juice out of anything and soak it up. I'm a Juice Person you see."
"Good."
Murray cracks his knuckles.
"Then this should work."
Abandoning his anchor Murray dashes through the suspended droplets of water, which amplify his speed as he passes over the battlefield. Arriving before Smoothie he throws a punch but stops just before touching her. The force of his strike however does not and it travels further still. Smoothie feels the wave crashing into her. It stings like hell. But it's nothing compared to the agony of it going through her. From her back a mist of red vapor erupts. Were she not a Sweet Commander but a lesser fighter she probably would've fallen on her knees from the pain.
"Go ahead. Soak up some juice. After that you can either acquiesce to the captains request and stay out of this. Or we can actually fight. Your choice. But I'd like it if you picked the former."