Over thousands of years, many unique martial arts fighting styles have evolved. My personal style involves harnessing my inner “death force”, in order to make it an external death force. Which it does when I feed. Employing the method, I focus my power into my fangs and my aim for the neck. In this discipline, cardiovascular fitness is irrelevant – jaw muscles are all. Two nil to me.
A third ninja enters the fray. “Abominable bat-woman, prepare to scream and die.” No, it is he who screams and dies, owing to a coordinate attack of hand and stiletto. The left hand pushes him off balance. The right hand takes off my stiletto and batters him to a pulp. It is another classic move, with a classic shoe, which exemplifies my personal style. I slip the shoe back on.