He, rushed towards her, running and screaming overwhelmed with rage, until he reached a point directly above her, big as a terrifying mountain and tryed to hit her again, using the same move.

Aya, looked at him unworried and then, at the last moment she made a small step back, enough to avoid the blow. She immediately sprung afterwards, using her other leg and her small body was found soaring in front of the man's face. He understood that he wasn't fast enough to follow the girl's sequence of moves. Only his eyes where able to observe her small body.

His expression changed from the one of war and destruction mania, to one of fear, as he realized that this hit was going to be the battle's last. The girl looked him in the eye, playfully. She then pronounced slowly with her high voice:

"Rosemary Smack" and she brought her hand behind her, having her open palm at the height and the level of her heart. A soft breeze moved the clothes of both, as they stood there like frozen sculptures in a stopped time. Katsuo, paralyzed from interest, could feel the energy that surrounded the palm of the little girl. It traveled with incredible speed and hit the man in the area between his eyebrows.

He, trying to retain his balance, put all his strength on his legs and back, resulting in him blasting off backwards, standing this time, with his feet destroying the tiles. He went through the could of the dust like a cannonball and, hitting several of his comrades, he finally landed with a godawful brunt at the wall across of him. His body broke the stones into splinters and locked in between them. The bones of his nose where broken, as where some of his teeth. He was standing there, his consciousness lost, totally wrecked.

The smoke and dust had disintegrated as soon as Aya touched the ground. The rest of the goons obtained, one after another, terrified expressions.

"M-Monster! She's a monster!" they screamed as they started running in the opposite directions, the one stumbling on the other and on the debris that were consisted of broken rocks, scattered on the road.

When the last of the Kriesza Bandits turned the corner, running slowly, Aya relaxed and sat down, with her legs crossed, having her back turned to Katsuo, who looked troubled at her.

"Well, that was fun" she said tired and then turning towards the young man "What are we going to do with him, though?". She was pointing to the right side of the road, where the stableman was unconscious, with a hard bump on his head, obviously hit by some stone that darted to him after it broke.

"Don't worry about him. More importantly what was all this...?"

"This? Are you talking about my kenpo?"

"Yeah, how can such a small girl like you..."

"Oh it's really nothing. That should've been a one-hit battle. I should train more" she said as she got up cleaning her white dress and the small matching shirt. "So let's not waste our time. Now, will you take care of him?"

"Sure" said Katsuo, smiling facetiously.