This furious kick did strike its target, but there was a layer in between—a sit-up mat covered with the chalk powder that Dubian Che had purposely thrown away.
Shizuru took the hit squarely on her face.
Dubian Che, clutching his aching waist with his left hand, quickly created distance, throwing anything he could grab with his right hand.
Meanwhile, he shouted loudly,
"Miss Shizuru, I don't know how well you know chemistry! Quicklime and water cause a chemical reaction that immediately heats up to temperatures exceeding 300°C. Please be careful of your eyes and tongue!"
"You're courting death!" Shizuru's anger was even more ferocious than the boiling of lime on contact with water.
She desperately kept her tear-filled eyes open and charged at Dubian Che.
"I'll kill you!"
Dubian Che, who had always avoided a direct confrontation, had no escape.
