Note: Find the refernece to 'Serenity.'
Kim Kaphwan, Choi Bounge, Chang Koehan and Jhun Hoon all stood around Miya's table, cutting off any points of escape for the former assassin. Mary and Mai both traded worried glances.
Miya, however, wasn't worried. She continued to sip at her tea. "Kim Kaphwan. It's been a while."
"Not long enough, assassin," Kim replied.
"Operative," Miya corrected. "And I'm not in that line of work anymore."
"I find that hard to believe," the white-hared man, Juhn Hoon butted in. "Once an assassin, always and assassin."
"And you are...?"
"Jhun Hoon," Jhun introduced himself. He then looked at Mary and Mai. "You two should be ashamed of yourselves. You're sipping tea with an enemy of justice."
Before Mary or Mai could reply, Miya cut in. "Your quarrel is with me, Kaphwan. Leave them out of it." She then looked at the fat, balding man and the short man in the fedora and eyeglasses. "Four against one is...quite unsettling odds. Whatever happened to fighting fair?"
"You didn't fight fair when you wrecked my school," Kim retorted.
"Your 'beloved' school isn't actually a beacon of truth, Kaphwan. Your top student was a sore loser and he sent the entire dojo on me and my two partners. It's not my fault that they lost. It's obvious that you want a rematch."
"Am I that readable?" Kim replied.
"But, you got backup, and my brother isn't here. Not that I needed his help anyway. Still, four against one is bad odds."
"Just to make sure that you don't try anything funny," Kim replied.
"I should be saying the same about you, Kaphwan. You want your rematch, you got it."
In the meantime, Mary and Mai had moved from their seats and were watching from a safe distance.
Miya then looked at Kim with a cold glare. "But...should your men try and interfere..." she pointed to the Muramasa that was resting nearby, "...that will be the end result. Agreed?"
Kim nodded grimly. "Agreed."
Miya grinned evilly. There was nothing like a good battle to set her soul ablaze, and this was one of them. "Good. Let's dance."
From her chair, Miya punted the table at Kim, who broke it into several pieces with his foot. Kim then found out that was only a distraction, since Miya had somersaulted towards him, and the fight was on.
Miya began the battle with a series of punches and elbows, using her Lethwei fighting style and a combination of acrobatics and gymnastics. Kim was the master of Taekowndo, and he was for a hard time, as was Miya.
Kim retaliated with a flurry of kicks. Most of which Miya had blocked, but some did went through her defenses. Kim managed to knock her down with his Backflip Kick, but when Kim tried to capitalize on his advantage, Miya caught him with her Lethwei Knee (i.e., her version of Sagat's Tiger Crush), this time, knocking him to the ground.
Miya hopped back to her feet, spat out the wad of blood form her mouth, and shifted into her Lethwei stance.
Kim got back to his feet as well. "So...you know Muay Thai?"
"Not Muay Thai," Miya replied. "Kachin Lethwei."
"Be it Lethwei or be it Muay Thai," Kim shot back, pointing to the former operative, "evil is unforgivable! You will pay for your crimes against my school!"
"Your friend is seriously bent," Miya said to Mai in Japanese.
Kim threw out a snap kick, then spun around with a thrust kick with his other leg. Miya saw it coming, her psychomotor reflexes coming into play. She sent one of her elbows crashing into Kim's face, followed by several low kicks to the shin. Kim then backflipped and slid across the ground, knocking Miya's feet out from under her. While she was in the air, Kim leapt up and slammed his foot into her torso, sending her to the ground hard.
From the sidelines, Chang and Choi, cheered, while Jhun looked on in approval.
But Miya, having been hit harder than that, was back on her feet. Cracking her neck muscles, she went back into her stance. Pain was something that she was used to, but Miya ignored it. Now it was time for her training to really kick in. When Kim came in with a jumping dive kick, Miya balled one hand into a fist and leapt into the air.
"Lethwei Blow!"
Similar to Sagat's own infamous Tiger Blow, with the exception that her version, called the Lethwei Blow could only hit three times instead of Sagat's seven hits. Miya's fist caught Kim on the kisser and knocked him to the ground as Miya landed on her feet. The Japanese fighter began to methodically move in on Kim as he saw her coming in.
Kim scrambles back on his feet. Miya faked a left punch, then nailed him with a hard right, followed by a left elbow. Kim tagged her back with a punch to her face. Miya ducked underneath a roundhouse kick to her head and executed a foot sweep, knocking Kim back to the floor.
"I am not some evil warrior seeking to prove a point," Miya noted as Kim rolled back to his feet. "You are not the plucky hero, nor this is the grand arena."
She went back into her Lethwei stance. A second later, she lunged at Kim, driving her elbow into his face. Kim barely blocked the blow until Kim felt Miya's leg bouncing off of his own leg. Once, twice, until the third knocked Kim off his feet, causing him to land hard on his back.
Watching the fight from the sidelines, Mai and Mary took notes on Miya's fighting style.
"She's very good," the blonde noted.
"Yeah," the buxom ninja admitted. "She's really giving Kim a run for his money."
They both winced as Miya went into a combo, which concluded with Miya driving her elbow into Kim's head. Which was then followed by another combo. A punch to the gut, which was followed by a knee to the same area, then another punch to the face, followed by a thrust kick to the chest plate and a double power punch to his chest.
Kim tried to retaliate with a flurry of kicks, but Miya's own kick caught him in the throat. The fight now was clearly in Miya's favor. She knocked Kim's fist away with her foot and lunged in. Grabbing a handful of Kim's uniform, she began to deliver a series of elbows and forearms to Kim's face, until she leveled him with an uppercut, sending Kim to the floor writhing in pain.
Kim's companions were in shock. Their leader was fallen at the hands of Miya Hoshi. When Miya turned her back from the fallen Taekwondo fighter, Kim, eventhough he had lost, got back to his feet. He was going to win, no matter what the cost.
Even if it meant striking a person when their back is turned.
With a yell, Kim lunged at her, kneefirst, hoping to lay the victor out with his final move: the Phoenix Flattener. Kim, however, wasn't expecting Miya to leap into the air, spinning towards him.
The last thing he saw before losing consciousness was Miya's knee closing in on his face.
KRACK!
Mary and Mai winced as knee connected with face. Miya landed on her feet, while Kim was flat on his back. This time, he wasn't getting up.
From Kim's side, Jhun looked at his fallen mentor, then back at Miya with a look that was nothing short of unbelivable. Then it was replaced with rage.
Miya saw the look on his face and guessed what he was planning. "Don't try it," she warned.
Jhun didn't heed Miya's warning. He leapt in, spinning, leg outstretched in a split. When he missed, he spun around, just as...
WHAM!
"Lie down..."
WHAM! KA-POW!
"...and DIE!"
Jhun found himself at the receiving end of Miya's version of Ryu's Shinshoryuken, better known as the Twin Fists of Death. Luckily, Jhun wasn't killed as he fell back to the ground in the same state as Kim. He had a couple of broken ribs, due to the devestating impact of Miya's Psycho Hadou-powered fists.
Chang Koehan was the next to try his luck. Iron ball in hand, he spun it around his head before swinging it at Miya. Only the ball struck nothing but air. Then Chang felt a pair of thighs squeezing his neck. He then realised that Miya had somersaulted out of the iron ball's way and landed on his head.
The next thing he felt was numerous elbows being driven into the bald spot of his head, which was then followed with Miya kicking herself off of him, feet into his face, knocking him into another table.
Choi was the last one of the Korean Team. Armed with his bladed gloves, the diminuintive member of the Korean Team spun towards Miya, blades first. However, in a quick instant, Miya had her Muramasa in her hand and unsheathed.
WHACK!
Choi was propelled back with a backhand swing from Miya's weapon. Fortunate for him, Miya had smacked him with the flat side of the blade. There would be an angry welt on his chest when he wake up later on.
As Miya slid her sword back into its scabbard, Mai and Mary looked at the carnage in shock. Miya had defeated the entire Korean Team. Her face bruised and battered, Miya went to her knees, hands together and raised, head bowed in the Muay Thai fashion. She then got back up and looked at her handiwork. Kim and Chang was unconscious, while Jhun and Choi were writhing in pain. Balancing the sword on her shoulder, she turned to the owner of the restaurant.
Miya pulled out several hundred dollar bills and handed them over to the owner. "Sorry about the mess," she said as she left the building. Mary and Mai soon followed her.
"Are you okay?" Mai asked.
Miya nodded. "I've been hit with worse. I'll live."
"Come on," Mary said. "We'll drive you back to your hotel."