- 38
- 3
I'm not very great at measuring how a feat would be measured, but I'd consider this a greater feat that taking punches from a high school student. In Death Note: Another Note (and yes, this is canon.), L is tossed down a flight of stairs byNaomi Misa and after a few seconds, gets up and shrugs it off as if nothing had happened. For the references, I'll leave the link to both pages of the book that the quotes are from and I'll also quote said key quotes.
http://dn-anothernote.blogspot.com.au/2011/05/page-64.html
http://dn-anothernote.blogspot.com.au/2011/05/page-65.html
Misora instantly bent backward, brushing off the man's embrace, and moved smoothly on to the offensive. She lowered her upper body backward, spinning once in the air and raising her back legs like a scorpion, slamming both heels down onto the man's shoulders. Both blows hit hard, and the impact knocked him off balance.With a thunderous crash, he tumbled down the subway stairs"Um... can you stand?" Misora said, reaching out toward him. The man looked up at her, his eyes in shadow, as if two holes were staring at her."Thank you," he said, and took her hand. Misora pulled him upright. "Are you injured? Does it hurt anywhere?""I'm fine, thank you," the man said, not letting go of her hand. Even on his feet, he did not attempt to move away. They appeared to be shaking hands. Like warriors on a battlefield, exchanging a firm handshake after surviving yet another bloody fight."You are very kind," he said, with something like a smile, and at last let go of her hand. Then he tottered away as if nothing at all had happened, slowly climbing the stairs again.
http://dn-anothernote.blogspot.com.au/2011/05/page-64.html
http://dn-anothernote.blogspot.com.au/2011/05/page-65.html
Misora instantly bent backward, brushing off the man's embrace, and moved smoothly on to the offensive. She lowered her upper body backward, spinning once in the air and raising her back legs like a scorpion, slamming both heels down onto the man's shoulders. Both blows hit hard, and the impact knocked him off balance.With a thunderous crash, he tumbled down the subway stairs"Um... can you stand?" Misora said, reaching out toward him. The man looked up at her, his eyes in shadow, as if two holes were staring at her."Thank you," he said, and took her hand. Misora pulled him upright. "Are you injured? Does it hurt anywhere?""I'm fine, thank you," the man said, not letting go of her hand. Even on his feet, he did not attempt to move away. They appeared to be shaking hands. Like warriors on a battlefield, exchanging a firm handshake after surviving yet another bloody fight."You are very kind," he said, with something like a smile, and at last let go of her hand. Then he tottered away as if nothing at all had happened, slowly climbing the stairs again.
