She pulled out her tablet and brought up footage from the first match. Satori's face appeared on screen, frozen mid-swing with that insufferable grin plastered across his features.
"Watch," Petrova commanded.
She played the match in slow motion. Showed Julian exactly where Satori moved, how he positioned his body, when he activated his abilities. Every detail catalogued and analyzed.
"He's faster than his file suggests," she said. "But you already knew that."
"Yes."
"His Kinetic Absorption has a threshold. Notice here." She paused the footage. "When Kenjiro's wind blade hits him, there's a fraction of a second where he staggers. The absorption isn't perfect. It's converting maybe ten to fifteen percent of the impact at best."
Julian leaned forward. "So if I hit him hard enough..."
