Meche nodded, glad she'd had a good hold on her spear. And glad Alita's workmanship was so solid--that cracking noise was something to take seriously. She pulled her spear back and tried a slow-motion imitation of what she'd just seen Senna do.

"I guess I'm just not sure what I should be focusing on yet," she said once she'd done it a few times. "I've never trained with anything like this before, so it's a little hard to tell whether to worry more about speed or strength." Compared to her two teachers, Meche didn't have much of a chance with either. Anyway, it was sort of a toss-up. Her right hook might have more oomph behind it than lots of normal women's, but she wasn't sure any amount of training would really help her out-strong-arm, say, a boxer like Domino. Fast might be something she could do, with a little practice.

"Know any other basic moves I should try?" she asked Senna. Whatever she decided, it wouldn't hurt to pick up all the ideas she could.