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[h3][color=548b54]Dulga Tarata[/color][/h3][/center]

When Mina arrived and took her stance, Dulga raised her fists up. She copied her father’s own fighting stance. Something she remembered when she saw him fighting Kensai. Mina attacked first throwing a few light punches Dulga’s way. She knew they were light when one of the strikes hit her abdomen; barely hard enough for Dulga to register it. She only bothered to protect her face by swiping Mina’s hand away. [color=548b54][i]”She’s prodding my defenses.”[/i][/color]

Dulga couldn’t let Mina build up momentum. Mina was fast; if Dulga doesn’t take her down soon Mina would just dance circles around Dulga. So Dulga tried to grab Mina, one hand going for her shirt and another teaching her shirt. Regardless if Dulga grabbed Mina, she reared her fists back before throwing three powerful right haymakers to slam the Mina into the ground. Hard enough to leave a bruise or even break some bones if all three connect.

[@Silver Carrot]