TA47

==Chapter 47 - The Armada==
Unity City
Sol Star System Star System
Wolf Empire
3170
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"...it's not nature, it's not nurture.  It's both.  People still make the mistake of assuming what I accomplished was some kind of individual miracle.  The fact is, I didn't accomplish anything on my own except to create the image, and to give people the permission they needed to do what they were already capable of."
-Elizabeth Ngo, "A letter to my children" part 185, dated 3071/11/15
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[Cameron Arena, SoDo neighborhood, Unity City, Terra...]
Linea Delaporte had won her Bloodname in an abbreviated grand melee on the same day she won her Trial of Position as a Warrior.  This is how far the Nova Cat had fallen.
That fight had nothing on this one.  She'd studied the first and second bouts. She'd recognized the use of pressure-point fighting, and adjusted her uniform accordingly to protect some of the worst areas with additional foam.
Fighting Karen Ngo was like fighting a machine.  Every blow she landed on the Kowloonese woman translated into a blow striking her-only much, much harder-both in impact, and to avoid or absorb.
Midway through the bout Linea's soggy mind made the connection-her fighting style changed!  Pressure points for the large fast opponent, terrain dominance for the Snow Raven...energy redirection.  Turning an attacker's energy into a counterpunch.
Ngo was bleeding, but Linea was wheezing. A glass sensation in her chest informing her between coughs, that bone fragments had found a lung.
No dishonor to lose to such an opponent...
She stopped.  "YEILD!!" she held up her hands, and studied her opponent's face.
Both of Karen's eyes were swollen closed. Her face a mass of bruises, blood dripping from split flesh around a jaw that had to be broken..
Hands held ready, feet placed to pivot, or lunge, or drop.  a bubble of blood popped on Karen's lips while Linea waited for her gesture to be acknowledged.
<<cough!!>> "Novacat...yeilds." Linea insisted.
Karen slumped where she stood, the ready energy seemed to drain out of her.
The timer on the scoreboard showed the bout had lasted fifteen minutes.
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