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Standing on the edge of the ring, arms crossed, the general looked quite the sight after her tangle with Ate. There were bruises blossoming along her throat, and her lip was still swollen, though didn't appear to be bleeding anymore. Ironically, the senshi looked a bit worst for wear, but only because Xenotime had been focusing the majority her attacks in more visible locations.

She smiled as the lieutenant joined her. They were close to the same size, probably within fifteen pounds of each other, but where one lacked confidence, the other seemed to exude it. "Sylvite, it's nice to meet you. I'm Xenotime, though you likely already knew that.

"I'm glad you approve of the way we're handling the odd number. It seemed the best course of action." The general shifted her weight, stance more balanced, and let her hands fall to her sides. "Since this is for your benefit, and since you have more battles to fight today, it'll be you on the offensive." This was a favorite game she played with the newest members of her flock. A way to test their abilities, and to help begin shaping their skills.

"Do what you can to land a strike."

Sylvite sounded just a touch star struck, though that could very well have just been nerves. Whichever the cause, Xenotime just smiled kindly back at her, nodding when prompted, before they were ready to get down to business.

As directed, the lieutenant came at her, arm cocked back to throw a punch, and as the general had been expecting, it wasn't a very difficult one to deflect. She reached out at Sylvite's fist came towards her, palm pushing against the side of the girl;s wrist to deflect to the blow past the outside of her arm, then side stepped to let momentum carry her for a step or two.

"Your forms not bad," she started as she turned to face her again. "But you're a little obvious with your movements." And to demonstrate, the fighter took a quick step forward, and wound up her own punch, only her's was done as late as was possible, and curled knuckles stopped before making contact with the other girl's torso. "You see what I mean? You wanna be a little more subtle, so your opponent doesn't know what's coming until it's too late to avoid it."

Xenotime took a couple of steps back, and brought her arms up again. "Try again."

It wasn't that the lieutenant was bad--obviously she'd made it through the first round, so she had some skill to speak of--it was just that Xenotime had made a career of out fighting. Negaverse aside, the general was an MMA fighter, she fought on the national circuit, had been on tour. Fighting was sort of her life, in a very literal sense.

So really, the young woman didn't have anything to be embarrassed about. Xenotime didn't expect professional training from the majority of the agents in the Negaverse, what she did expect, Sylvite had. This wasn't about proving herself, though. This was about taking what she already knew, and adding to it.

She'd Wait as the lieutenant threw a few punches in the air, watching her form and giving a small approving nod, and it would seem the pink haired girl was a quick study, because the general expected another punch, not a kick. She absorbed it, pushing her leg into it to lessen the blow a bit, but that came with know how and speed. "Better. Good use of misdirection."