Without a sliver of a uncertainty, Mizumi charged towards the massive goat-man with all her might, and to her surprise, actually hit her mark. A few ounces of water escaped her body due to the impact of their bodies colliding, but the loss wasn't anything significant. Lorken was tossed into the air, right off his feet, and thrown nearly a dozen feet across the room.
"Miss," A spasm of coughing took Lorken's voice for a moment before he continued, "Miss Atsumeru. Your transformation is astounding. Compared to your appearance earlier, how you are now is what some would call an ideal transformation. The you here and now remind me of an old folk legend about amazonian women. Tall and powerful warrior women."
Lorken wiped off a bit of blood from his lip but kept his intrigued smile.
The words of praise directed towards Mizumi weren't well receieved by the young girl. She got the jist of it, but sadly was far too busy panting and trying to catch her breath. Her body did appear massive and strong, but offered little improvement when it came to her her stamina.
"Let us continue. We will see if you are indeed capable of such a feat."
"What?! Is he fucking seriuos?!" Mizumi was filled with genuine dismay and disbelief, and this was apparent given the expression that on her face. She had hoped to end the test with that one blow, but unfortunately, her so-called mentor was toughter than she gave him credit for.
Mizumi's took in deep breaths before locking her gaze towards Lorken who was on the defensive.
"Whatever then! She thought to herself as she began another charge towards Lorken. Like before, each step seemed like some sort of stomp due to the loud sound and mild tremors it produced. Mizumi knew that she got lucky the first time and doubted that things would just turn out the same way. She had to mix things up, but she wasn't really sure how.
With no real fighting experience, she had no choice but to make use of something she was more knowledagble in. That's when she realized something. Mizumi's eyes widened as if having some sort of grandiose idea. Mizumi's charge slowed down as she got closer to Lorken. Her arms had spread out with both her hands wide open. Instead of a tackle, Mizumi was aiming for a grapple. A bearhug to be exact. If brute force didn't work out initially, then another application of it might lead to more favorable results. The idea was flawed, but Mizumi was her to learn, so oh well.