Some day, this will be a "Last.fm/NetFlix/Amazon for web fiction"
(both original and fanfiction) where you can search
across many different hosting sites or rate what you've read and
get recommendations. However, life keeps throwing more urgent
projects my way, so I don't know when it'll be ready.
A loud thump, followed by a thunderous cracking noise further aided Ranma to correctly identify where the Musk were training. Her eyes were drawn to a great tree limb sailing high overhead, a man in tiger-skins clutching it against himself. The flight was short-lived though, and the pigtailed martial artist drew to a full stop when she saw a streak of brilliant energy arc above and into the airborne Musk warrior, rocketing him downwards to culminate in the sound of a heavy and painful impact with the ground some two-dozen meters from her own position.
Ranma's mind was more engaged with analyzing the ki blast that had just smashed Lime than with worrying about the guard's condition. Her thoughts were torn between two slightly conflicting trains. The very tactically relevant train noted the impressive range and accuracy of the attack, and found that its power compared favourably against Ryoga's basic Lion's Roar Shot. The other could not get over the fact that Herb fired white ki blasts with streamers of pink and gold, and no one at all had been clued in to her being a girl until the day before. The tactical analysis eventually won majority share of mental resources with the well-reasoned argument, 'I could never live it down if I got my ass handed to me by an attack that girly.'
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