Training [open]
Ali spun around again, caught for the third time now by one of Samus' moves. Was it the third? She'd have to count the rings of bruises on her arm later, when they formed. This time she was prepared for it; at least, she was expecting it. One doesn't claim to be prepared to fight Samus unless one's got a death wish.
Or possibly Big Bird.
When she finished spinning Ali planted one heel against the floor and swung her left foot out, trying to hook it behind Samus' knee to pull her off-balance.
"Good, use the momentum," Samus exclaimed. "Now follow through." Even as she spoke, she was twisting to control her fall; one hand swinging out to catch her, the heel of the other driving down at the side of Ali's knee.
When the blow to her knee connected Ali yelped in pain, drawing her foot back to kick Samus in the shin. "Ow! Are you trying to cripple me or something?"
Or possibly Big Bird.
When she finished spinning Ali planted one heel against the floor and swung her left foot out, trying to hook it behind Samus' knee to pull her off-balance.
"Good, use the momentum," Samus exclaimed. "Now follow through." Even as she spoke, she was twisting to control her fall; one hand swinging out to catch her, the heel of the other driving down at the side of Ali's knee.
When the blow to her knee connected Ali yelped in pain, drawing her foot back to kick Samus in the shin. "Ow! Are you trying to cripple me or something?"