Prepare for the upcoming fight

You don’t flinch under the weight of her suffocating aura. Instead, you maintain your respectful hand greeting, a calm, almost innocent smile breaking across your face as you looked the terrifying matriarch dead in the eye.

"Madam, I believe there has been a profound misunderstanding," you said, your voice smooth and entirely devoid of fear. "As my sister Feng Bing told you, we stood before the altar of the Heavens and swore a sacred oath to become siblings. We are brother and sister now. Pray tell, how could a brother marry his own sister? Such a thing would violate every cultural norm of the empire."

Feng Bing turn her head away, her shoulders trembling as she desperately tries to suppress a laugh at your sheer audacity.

The air in the pavilion instantly turns from warm to a scorching, volatile heat. The matriarch’s teacup shatters into dust inside her palm, the liquid instantly evaporating into steam. Her eyes blazes with a terrifying, furious light. Your cheeky play on words, using the very oath meant to hide the affair to completely brush off the pregnancy, had utterly stripped away her diplomatic patience.

"You impudent brat!" she roars, her voice carrying the concussive **** of a localized gale. "You dare mock me in my own court? You think because you wear the mantle of—" She catches herself, refusing to break the charade of your identity, but the rage in her Qi is evident. "Because you possess a little talent, you can defile my daughter, seed her womb out of wedlock, and hide behind a pathetic semantic trick? Brother and sister? I will show you what happens to thieves who play word games with the Phoenix!"

In a blur of crimson and white silk, she explodes across the pavilion. Her movement was so blindingly fast that she practically materialized right in front of you, a palm struck forward aimed squarely at your chest, radiating a blistering, oppressive heat wave that threatened to turn the surrounding bamboo structures to ash.

You channel your inner energies into your palm. Her Phoenix Claw meets your Dragon Rising Fist.

BOOM!

The impact is deafening, echoing across the cliffs, sending a shockwave that shattered the stone tiles beneath your boots and blew the roof tiles right off the pavilion structure. The raw, violent strength of the matriarch pushes you backward, your boots carving deep grooves into the stone floor as you fight to maintain your balance against a legendary master pushed to absolute fury.