(It... hurts...) Was the only thought going through Cammy's head as she doubled over, gripping her midsection. Something the young agent had noticed during her training was that her instructors seemed to go easy on her. Between her age, her compromised memory, and the general sentiment among Delta Red's staff that her enlistment was inhumane and immoral, her trainers were hesitant to put under much discomfort. They helped her condition her body and sharpen her reflexes, but they pulled their punches during sparring, and went out of their way to make sure she was never too overwhelmed when an exercise became especially taxxing. Cammy appreciated their kindness, but suspected they were leaving her ill-prepared for combat. Now, as she stood stricken with pain her suspicions were confirmed.
Suddenly, a very strong force rocked her jaw. Seconds later she was flying, propelled into the air by some impossibly strong force.
"There's more to it!" Sakura called out as she prepared herself for another strike.