[center][h2] Mandalore the Risen [/h2][/center]

I try to pull away, but I'm not fast enough. Temari's nerve strikes hit home, and this time I'm not able to fully resist. I can feel my right arm going dead. Luckily, my father trained me to be ambidextrous. Still, this was a major disadvantage. I raise my good arm to guard my face as I bounce on my feet, circling outside of Temari's immediate range. Her leg wound was slowing her down, but not very much. Fainting to one side, I bound back and roundhouse kick toward's Temari's head.