It was like watching a holo-vid on an ancient computer. Yes it was happening, and any other hardware would have made it at blinding speed but Taishari's obvious inexperience with physical combat was making itself painfully obvious. Tatin had been brawling since before he'd hit puberty, but even before he'd hit it, he knew just how important that area of his body was.<br/><br/>His own knee swept up brutally, blocking hers and throwing her off balance. The problem with kicks, knees, anything requiring a bipedal species to use their means of support meant that they were inherently off balance. As such, any sort of strike that wasn't blinding fast from the legs was liable to be easily countered to the attackers immense disadvantage. Tatin knew this. Taishari obviously didn't.<br/><br/>His knee struck her inner thigh, turning her, his hands lashing out and grasping her wrists tightly, painfully as he pushed against her from behind, pinning her, stopping any movement.