152 Training 1
Without further ado, a violent surge of chi catapulted itself at her.
Yuya instantly fell on all fours.
The enormous manifestation of strength kept her firmly pinned to the ground. Lungs compressed, ears roared, and paralysis defied instincts that screamed helplessly for escape. Collapse was imminent.
"Calm down," an imperious voice instructed. "Feel the armour on you".
Gasping for air that had become too sparse, Yuya centred on the presence of her metal shell. She tried deconstructing its weight, shielding impenetrability, structured rigidity, the sting of abrasions along her shoulders brought on by leather straps.
And managed to hold on.
