<div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/e/e9/Isashi_Arima.jpg)</div><strong>Arima</strong>(https://docs.google.com/document/d/16bpgRwcrWneG9X-DvpTDuJJREmvdvhi3VENbf_hIUOQ/edit)<br/><br/>“Holy!” Arima gasped leaping into when the petite young doctor casually kicked the machine.   “That's...”  He stared at the smashed and shattered machine, eyes wide.  “That's impossible....  I mean, Bruce Lee sent men flying across the gyms with ease, but that was a metal structure half a meter across!”<br/><br/>The young manga-ka's mouth clenched shut as the doctor shredded her shoe.  He studied the chart attentively.  “This...” his lips worked for a moment, then he continued, “This is like looking at the author's notes for a sci fi manga...”  He shook his head, then looked at the splinters again, the shoe, then the young doctor.  “how...  how strong are you?  Are you...  One of these?”