Chapter 7
Cameron leaned forward, her hands on her knees, trying to catch her breath. The day had been especially taxing and it seemed like she’d never get the hang of the combinations of Jujitsu and Hapkido moves Michael was trying to teach her. She’d spent more time on the ground than on her feet.
“If I try to punch you, step into it,” Michael was saying, “deflect it, upwards. Like this—” She moved Cam’s arm over hers and around and then back down and over her own arm to lock the elbow behind her. “See? Even if I were holding a knife, not just my fist, you can use the cross-wrist-block to deflect it, disarm me. Do not be afraid of being hit, you can counter it, use it. Use my momentum. Turn, meet my force with yours. Once again.”
Cam took a step back and waited. Michael threw a punch
