She Who Is Superior to the Dragon Warrior.

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Tens of guards were patrolling the fortress's walls and kept their eyes out for anything unusual. All was well, until two of them went to take a break and leaned against the flag's pole to rest, but unbeknownst to them, a large and grey paw snatched them from behind and the two guards got snatched over the wall and disappeared.

The same happened with the other guards, one by one. Only the last two guards remained and took a stance as they already had their spears prepared to strike at anything that could've done that to their co-guards.

"Who's there?... show yourself right now!"

"Show yourself or you'll-..."

In the blink of an eye, they glimpsed a vague figure speeding right past them and then receded from their view just as fast.

"Hey!"

And as they fixated their eyes forward, they saw a large, cloaked figure wearing a straw hat that stood thirty meters away apart ahead of them. The figure's head hung low and so neither one of them could see their face. The red flags on the poles waved through the wind as the figure slowly approached them.

"Impossible! He... he... he-he can't-..."

"Don't look! He wears no glasses!"

"I can't! He's back!... but larger and fatter!"

"He's supposed to be gone!"

The figure spoke, silencing the petrified guards.

"Well, I'm back. And I'm here to restore justice once and for all. And to kick some-"

The figure was silenced by the low, high-pitched piping coming the throats of both guard, their eyes rolling back and then collapsed. Dumbfounded, the figure took a closer look at the remaining guards that were laying flat on their backs on the ground.

Their eyes were still open and had an expression of absolute terror and their now corpses were completely stiff. Every now and then, either their toes or fingers would twitch and when the figure out his fingers on the side of their necks, he felt no heartbeat or any kind of beat that would signal and sort of life inside them.

They were dead.

"What the?..." Po took off his head as the other warriors climbed over the wall and came to take a loo at the dead guards.

"Well... that went smoothly." Mantis blurred out.

"They're dead." Daiyu stated. "Great work, Dragon Warrior." She complimented, resting her paw on her cane that was tucked under her belt.

"What did you even do, panda?" Tai Lung asked, Po answered in utter confusion.

"I don't know. I just stood there and they suddenly just froze up and then dropped dead."

"Yeah, but why?" Tigress asked out loud, Mantis then added.

"They definitely don't look like possums to me."

"Maybe they took Po for someone else, maybe he reminded them of someone they're very scared of... very scared." Daiyu answered, looking at him.

"Either that, Spots. Or Po must've done some nerve-striking kung fu technique we don't know about." Mantis spoke.

Tai Lung shook his head.

"Her answer sounds more logical. How I'm the world can he even learn something as abnormal as this merely by looking at them?" He judged. "Because looking at you, you're as threatening as a wee butterfly."

"Hey, this "butterfly" had scared you to death with his Wuxi Finger Hold!" Po joked, striking a pose towards Tai Lung and making him snarl.

"Why, you-...!"

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