Kronika is on her back feet from the very start. Trunks comes so quickly that all she can do is attempt to teleport behind him, jumping short distances to try to avoid him. She sends blasts of sand and balls of energy in wild directions in front of her - these aren't the intentional actions of a fighter in control of herself. Indeed, it's clear that she isn't used to being at a disadvantage.

The cosmos she had envisioned had never produced a warrior such as this. It won't take much - just a single solid blow that she fails to dodge.

As Kronika's focus drifts, Cassie's eyes are open - she can hear, and more importantly, sense what's happening. As her control slips further, she even starts to gain enough control of her muscles to smile.

He's gotten stronger.