"That...was the warm up?!" Bulla looked alarmed. That had been plenty intense, and she'd taken enough hits that it felt like a real sparring match already.

She brought up her hands to defend, aware of all the bruises her arms would be covered in as she blocked the blows to the best of her ability. And yet, as much as it hurt, he still was holding back. He'd just tested her limits to ensure that he was pushing her to her maximum potential at the moment. Too bad for her that she'd never bothered to push herself to those limits before.

When she spotted an opening, she lashed out with a kick aimed at his stomach.