" Now, this is power worth stealing!" Atar cried. His face took a power hungry look.
He shot at her, his fists forward in an attempt to drive through her.
However, Talia could see him coming, She caught the blow of his simultaneously thrusting both her arms and intercepting the attack.
>BOOOM<
The room shook greatly, debris poured from the ceilings and the walls.
Seeing that he was stopped, he struck forward his leg, Talia brought her fist swiftly and intercepted it. His leg tightly gripped in Talia's hand.
She spun still gripping Atar's leg and shove him above breaking him through the ceiling to the outside.
Talia turned to the stupefied Patriarchs, fat sweat beads decorated their faces but one of them chose bravery, he launched at Talia, his fist held high.
The blow connected with Talia's face but she was unfazed, her eyes didn't even twitch from the attack.
