Back in the main corridor, Nala and Ying were still facing off against Iruku.
The sound of his strong silk thread smashing against Nala's nunchuck echoed throughout the halls as Ying parried his attacks, maneuvering closer to his position.
"Now, Ying," Nala cried, as she swung over Iruku with her staff, leaving him open and defenseless. With a string of silk threads, Nala's attack caught Iruku off guard, unable to retract his strings in time.
Pow!
Ying struck Iruku with the side of her staff, sending him tumbling onto his side. His cascade of silk strings bent and warped, dragging across the palace floors.
"I'm not done yet," Yang said, preparing for another attack.
Lying on his back, Iruku opened his eyes, anticipating Ying's move. As she struck down hard and fast with her staff, he caught her attack with the remaining silk strings in his hand.
