"The force of his punch was enormous--harder than he'd ever hit her. She knew she should have deflected the blow at an angle, and sent the ki dispersing into the air where it would dispel harmlessly. ...She barely remembered to crouch so that the ki behind his punch channeled harmlessly through her body and into the ground. A crack like a thunderbolt echoed beneath her...The stone under her feet had splinted under the force of the dispelled energy."

The Poppy War, Page 128