And that was what she lacked. Kathy had the grace and the speed, but the raw power of Dante's attacks was missing. She could lash out with foot or fist or table leg, but even with the boost to force that she got from velocity (yay physics!), she didn't have the strength or the mass to shatter bone with a touch.

Kathy was movement, pure and simple. Where she went, chaos followed. Dante was a force of nature and death traveled in his wake.

It was never a contest. But it was still a lot of fun. "Batter up!"