As Jenso dashed forwards, something overcame his body, immeasurable pressure pushed him back, and cut off his forward momentum like he'd just hit a wall. Nothing was visible, but it became clear that it wasn't his body being hurt. [i]It was his Ki.[/i]
 
	Rajaka Smiled and pulled his arm back into his boxing stance. [color=fff200]"Fixed,"[/color] Rajaka said in a low pitch, punching at the air again with his right fist, and then with his left, prepared to aim at wherever Jenso might have tried to dodge, if he was able to figure out Rajaka's technique.