"Did your mother have a chest this size?"  Kechara laughed.  "I swear, you've got an affectation for them that I just don't understand the origin of..."  She just shook her head, though, and used the hand offered to help her stand up.  "Alright.  You've understood the overall philosophy, and had a chance to observe it in action...well, when you weren't having to worry about two other Dragon-Bloods trying to take off your head."  One could argue that Yifa had seen her style before, but not when she could concentrate on it like that.<br/><br/>"This will be a bit different from what you're used to.  Your style focuses on strength, speed, hitting as straightforwardly as possible.  Something akin to a rock smashing through a wall.  In Water Dragon, imagine that same wall...but you flow through the cracks, and wear away at them until they're nothing, and<em>then</em>smash, like a great wave upon a ship."<br/><br/>She eased into a middle-height stance. "Watch, and follow.  And remember, because there will be a test on this at the end...of a sort."