[A sudden flash of light! The roar of a tiger from seemingly nowhere! And behold, the airborne pastries of doom are met by a surge of power that rips them to shreds!]
Dear, that's cheating!
[And then there's a dull squelch as Ryuko flings a cheesecake at her husband's head.]
[Oh, and there's Ken. Absolutely [i]buried[/i] in sauces, creams and various types of risen flour, like some kind of patisserie's Frankenstein's monster. He's hidden behind a turned over row of chairs.]
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Tiger Arts: Musabori Kiba!
[A sudden flash of light! The roar of a tiger from seemingly nowhere! And behold, the airborne pastries of doom are met by a surge of power that rips them to shreds!]
Dear, that's cheating!
[And then there's a dull squelch as Ryuko flings a cheesecake at her husband's head.]
Ken's friends must stand for themselves!
It was just a little help!
[Tora responds to his wife's attack by kicking up a table, and with shrivelled soufflés flung into the air, then kicks those towards his spouse. She dodges about the room, leaving any poor sap behind her at risk of a soufflé to a stomach - and not in the proper way!]
Help... me...!
[Oh, and there's Ken. Absolutely [i]buried[/i] in sauces, creams and various types of risen flour, like some kind of patisserie's Frankenstein's monster. He's hidden behind a turned over row of chairs.]