[ Yang hits nothing. Like trying to harm the wind itself. She breathes in, lungs igniting with the taste of ash and her own flame. She grunts against the sudden shift and throw, equilibrium flipping. Yang twists midair and hits the ground skidding back on her heels, concrete grinding to dust beneath her. With knees at a sharp bend, she stabilizes herself as she comes to a stop by lashing out and grabbing the road in front of her with her right hand. Asphalt cracks under her grip, the robotic limb finally whirring to life with a sentient orange glow. When she looks up, her eyes have gone red, teeth grit. ]
I learned plenty! [ Bracing, she orients herself and launches forward again, arm pouring fire and steam, electrical currents latticed throughout. ] And you know what good it did me?
[ Slamming herself down, she spins, throwing her weight into her arm as a clothesline. ]
no subject
I learned plenty! [ Bracing, she orients herself and launches forward again, arm pouring fire and steam, electrical currents latticed throughout. ] And you know what good it did me?
[ Slamming herself down, she spins, throwing her weight into her arm as a clothesline. ]
Nothing!!