Raizen spun.
His body rotated in the air above Kenzo's shoulder - tight, every ounce of remaining reinforcement driven into his right leg as it came around in a single, fast, devastating arc. A tornado kick. The kind that used the full momentum of the spin and the full weight of the body and converted both into one point of contact.
His heel connected with Kenzo's jaw.
The sound was final - bone meeting bone through skin and muscle, the loud thud of impact echoing through the clearing and off the trunks and up toward Ukai. Kenzo's head snapped sideways. His body followed, the massive frame torquing from the force, his feet losing their planted position for the first time all session. He stumbled - one step, two, three - his free hand reaching out and catching a trunk to stop himself from going further.
