Firmly grasp it

Magnolia was in motion from the moment her opponent re-appeared from their shunpo. Her front-facing foot would lift from the ground for but a moment, the bottom of her toes coming into contact with the top of yoriko’s foot. Due to the immense force that would be generated in a downwards-motion this would serve to shift the balance of her opponent more forward than backwards. This action would disrupt the flow of her opponent. Magnolia’s expression shifting as she deftly took that front foot and then slid it to the right, her body a whirr of motion in the midst of combat.

It would be this motion that led to the next, her backwards-facing foot having now caught the very back of her opponents heel as her opponent sought to entrap her arm. The subsequent forward motion accompanied with the backward sweep of her foot would highly likely knock her opponent off her feet with the aforementioned factors.From there the world would be blurred and the wind would be howling in magnolia’s ears as she used this superior force to plunge yoriko face first into the lake, her free arm shifting as it would seek to hit the shoulder joint of her opponent. The result? If yoriko hadn’t let go by this point she’d be stuck with a tough choice:let go without pain, or have her shoulder joint forcibly knocked out of socket. Beyond this, the secondary attack that was timed simultaneously with this shoulder blow would be a knee to the upper abdominal region, timed right after the previous endeavor. Chained together, the result would be potentially yoriko being thrown from the center of the pond to the periphery, after which magnolia’s foot would straight out and tap the rippling pond beneath her.

Afterwards magnolia’s body stepped back several paces, the water rippling beneath her feet after their split-second engage had concluded. The faintest sigh had left the girls lips as she glanced at yoriko mori. Her expression was not chiding, and there was not the normal blood-thirsty aura that would have permeated each and every one of her actions. Why? Because throughout their engage one thing that magnolia had failed to pick up was killing intent, or animosity. Therefor she had extrapolated after some period of thought in the midst of their bout that, this “challenge” was not for the sake of harm, but some other ulterior motive. Which was why blows that normally would have been rock-shattering and earth-rending were rather light, and attacks that normally would be geared for breaking bone would only cause purpled bruises. Even moreso magnolia let her lips part as she said in a serene tone.

”Don’t be hasty, rushing in can glean an element of surprise--however it can also give your opponent time for a ruinous counter. “

Now magnolia was certainly not teacher material, however right now even though her tone was not amiciable in the least, nor indicating that she thought anything of the girl before her--still her words could have meaning gleaned from them if her opponent so chose to say so. Afterwards she simply readjusted her stance once more--feet only but a shoulder width apart, with a marginally shifted center of gravity which could shift quickly betwix the back and front feet-- and then said in a calm, placid manner.

”Now come at me again.”

Magnolia’s heated breath was timed as she shifted hands positioning one horizontally across her chest, the other directly out in front of her face, elbow slightly bent. As her breathing steadied, it would seem as if she was entering a state of calm--like a placid lake. However, this would be deceptive of her true intetion, given the moment her breath became still, her body exploded in a violent ripple of force and speed; this force and speed caused the very pond she stood on to almost implode, a split second was all that was needed for Magnolia’s palm to come howling to a stop beside Yoriko’s ear. The pond magnolia had stood on was sucked inwards from the kinetic force that displaced the water in a downwards bullet from the focal point of her explosive force--her back foot. This in turn caused the rushing waves to collide together, shooting up like a raging geiser into the air some twenty odd feet. As for the palm that would pass yoriko’s ear? The kinetic force released from this blow would billow outwards as a raging torrent of wind, a gust that would reach category 5 wind speeds, before dissipating some several odd yards from the beginning focal point.

Dissipating as magnolia’s body moved deftly, sliding her front foot back and using the force borrowed from that motion to almost glide several feet back until her feet rested just before the waters edge: her stance composed, tight, with very few exploitable openings to be gleaned even by an experienced fighter. Her clothes seemed to be without a drop of water on them, even as the water that had been shot into the heavens, once more returned to the balmy embrace of the earth below--as rain. Her golden eyes flickered like open flames, her tangible will gleaming from them like floodlights into the soul. Magnolia’s lips parted as she spoke once more, her words sparse, but profound in meaning.

”And if you must go first, explode, Don’t be fancy. Give your opponent as little warning as you possibly can, and go for the quickest, most efficient moves you can. Combat is not about disabling, or even the myriad of skills you can master, the most effective fist, the move effective sword, is the one that kills in one breadth, destroys in one palm-thrust. “

Magnolia’s bloodlust was apparent as she said those words. It rose quickly, like a veil of catastrophe that garbed her in a haze of death. It was for that moment that she spoke an aura of power that was projected outwards, as if she was an iron-blooded warrior that had just slain their way from a massive battle. Yet, as quick as it had come it was gone; Magnolia’s serenity once more masked the wildness that lay lurking beneath the surface of that lovely face.

Lovely, but at the moment that lovely “face” scrunched slightly, having been mocked by her zanpakuto spirit for being a “smartass” as they less that kindly had put it. You see, raijin found magnolia’s notion of teaching to be brutish, and boorish. Unencouraging and rather detrimental. Despite that though, Magnolia managed to keep her ire, or rather irritation for her zanpakuto spirit--Raijin, in check. Instead of worrying about the notions of her time-weathered companion in arms, she awaited Yoriko’s next strike so that she would be able to further help reforge this girl into a mighty warrior.

 
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