[center][img]http://vignette3.wikia.nocookie.net/marveldatabase/images/1/1d/The_Immortal_Iron_Fist_(2007).png/revision/latest?cb=20130523002657[/img][/center] [b]March 20th, 2005 New York City, Chinatown 9:42 PM[/b] [h3][i][indent]RWARGH![/indent][/i][/h3] The girl's qi spiked and with it she was suddenly so much [i]faster[/i]. Danny barely had time to perceive the sudden change in her charge before a roughly executed tiger-claw palm crashed into his ribs. For a moment he thought he was suddenly back in K'un-L'un with the morning gongs calling him to training before he realized it was the sound of his own body as it collided with the same lamppost he'd intended to throw the tiger-themed assailant into. A blow like that would have shattered his rib cage like fine china if he hadn't instinctively boosted his endurance at the moment of impact. Even so, it would probably leave a bruise all down his back. So, obviously she was better than he'd thought. Much better. This was no pit-fight with triad street toughs. This was a real martial artist, enhanced by an artifact of potent mystical power he barely understood. On the other hand Daniel had trained for ten years in the halls of K'un-L'un, bested the challenge of the Serpent King by the age of ten, defeated all challengers in the Eternal Tournament, passed through the gauntlet of The Many and The One. He had skills of his own that few mortals could equal, powers of his own that even fewer could understand. With this in mind he stood up from the dented lamppost and stretched himself out, worked out a few kinks, winced slightly at some audible cracking where he'd tensed up too much. [color=seagreen]"Alright. Time to get serious."[/color] Time slowed down as he amped up his speed and reflexes further and further, then he rushed the tiger amulet's holder with a speed and ferocity that matched her own. But he kept every movement cool, precise, controlled. He lashed out with a low sweeping kick to try and keep her footing off-balance even if it didn't connect, an Elephant Kick variation. As his foot came down into stability he'd follow it up with the driving close-fisted punch of a Ram's Head Strike to her solar plexus, a combination that was a K'un-Lun staple. His third move was a sudden spinning pivot meant both to avoid a retaliatory blow and sneakily set up his final strike. As he spun he'd drive his elbow backward into her floating ribs, a trickier variant of the Monkey Blow. She was strong, fast and more than a little skilled. But Danny knew the source of her power now: she was one with the Tiger. He was one with the Heart of the Dragon and try as she might in contests of skill the Dragon always trumped the Tiger. It would be no different tonight.