"Fah, your problem is you're just weak! Look at you, I barely tapped you, and you're limping? What do you do in a real fight? Run terrified when kids point their fingers at you and go 'bang?" She moves closer and raises her arm to backhand him again... and finds her arm caught, mid-swing.<br/><br/>"Leave him alone," Star growls. The woman glares at Star. "This is a family matter. Stay out of it, wetback."<br/><br/>Terry almost doesn't see Star move. A fist to his grandmother's stomach, then another blow to the back of her head, straight into her upcoming knee, before drawing back, and throwing her full weight into a blow, that actually sends the foul-mouthed woman sailing in an arc, a good twenty feet into the air.