Can't Touch This

Chen takes the bracers from Thesis and fastens the clasps around his arms. A mild tingling sensation quickly passes.

"Hit me!"

Thesis aims high - for the face - but his fist whistles through the empty space that the monk's head no longer occupies.

"Again!"

A stomach punch, aimed to wind the monk, is easily deflected by Chen's enhanced open-palm block.

"Once more!"

Thesis pours his thunderous strength into the next blow - but Chen is too fast. He pirouettes, spinning around and behind Thesis, the point of his Sai against the base of the large lizard's spine.

The two part, and both smile.
Chen bows.

"Friend Thesis, these will be most useful - I thank you."

And with that he reaches for a pouch secreted in his robes, and throws it to Thesis.
The lizard's grin widens.