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Tarro and Hotato flew a ways away from the fight - heading closer South and high up in the sky. They did not grow up on this stupid rock called Earth. They were Saiyan warriors - and as such they needn’t fight on the ground. They were perfectly comfortable fighting in a full aerial clash. The blonde, spiky-haired Super Saiyan could hardly contain himself as he isolated the two of them from what was going on (though keeping his senses alert at all times to survey the situation back at the Tree of Might). This kid was family of Nasu’s and Komatsu’s. A member of the most powerful family of Super Saiyans in ages. That meant his battle potential was likely high. He would be a perfect test of Tarro’s training thus far. To see how far he had come as a warrior since starting from the bottom up. He was a few years younger than Tarro, but he was old enough that the Saiyan soldier felt secure enough in giving him a beating. His conscious wouldn’t pop up with someone of age. He had been fighting at a younger age after all.
“This is far enough,” the lad said with a serious stare, his arms crossed as he ceased his flight leaving the yellow trail of light he had made fade as it receded into non-existence. His emerald eyes looked at the lad with a rather serious, transfixed focus as they stayed perfectly still. An uncomfortable amount of time passing without even so much as a blink. “Why do you fight, blood of Nasu?” he asked him plainly, his eyebrows narrowing as he head motioned in slight downward. Though heightened in intensity it wasn’t a serious glare, but a rather intimidating stare. A golden glow surrounded the Saiyan’s body - serving as a warning sign of his intentions. He was coming to attack the lad. “What gives you purpose!?” he shouted as he flew straight for him with fist in hand. The fist glowing yellow as it charged with ki. It wasn’t a normal punch but rather concentrating ki in the palm of his hand like a ki blast. If blocked, absorbed, or clashed the blast would explode in a push of force in accordance with the melee strike. However if it was dodged the blast would simply fade…
Regardless of the reaction the Saiyan asked his inquiry. “Is it these Earthlings? These luxurious children enjoying their glorious lives in ignorance of the rest of the Galaxy? Is protecting them all you care about? What of the tyrants, the monsters that haunt the shadows, lurking across this Universe!?”
WC: 436
[Ascended Super Saiyan PL (x14) = 2,387,070] [Charging at Hotato with OT-1 Ki Blast Thrust for 596,767] [Stamina: 2/3]
"Not how I have foreseen my role in this mess of a reunion, but whatever, time to exercize. Although the sooner I can make this guy stop the better..." - glancing at the angry saiyan warrior following behind him - "...won't be easy though, he is almost as strong as I am. Luck me he is all angry and anxious for a fight...I'm using that" - thoughts to himself the hybrid super saiyan.
They were flying for a while now, some would say that it was because the current fight that was about to start would be a big one and any distance one would have from it the better. But the teenager had another thing in mind: annoy his opponent. The saiyan warrior was already angered and Hotato wanted to try and exploit it for his benefit. And apparently it didn't work for Tarro stopped, that was far enough he said - "I think his anger is pretty focused on Koma. Ok, I have other means" - and proceeded to with a question - "The hell is this now? He thi-...oh, that's right. He doesn't know me. You're expecting a Earth lover, right? Hehe, ok then"
The half-saiyan started to grin at his opponent, like he heard some joke whispered only to him, while Tarro started to hold an energy sphere in his hand and charged towards him - "An attack on this level I can easily avoid, but it won't do much damage if it hit either. Let's put this armor to good use"
The teenager's reaction of the teen was to assume defensive position and wait for the attack to reach - "If I'm about to be hit..." - his eyes followed the saiyan arm with dead-lock focus - "...might as well grab the bull by it's horns!" - and before the attack got too close, Hotato jumped forward and grabbed Tarro's arm, slowing it down so to rob him from the momentum. The blast however still hit and the impact was felt through out his whole torso, making cough a handful of blood and lefting a great burnt crack in the teenager's armor.
But, that was it.
Hotato's gamble had left him with what he shruged off as 'minor injuries', worst in his opnion was the pain in his ears from listening to the babbling of the saiyan warrior. But one thing was rewarding: Tarro was angry, and so his initial plan was possible.
- Tch! That was a good hit, I could even feel pain from this. But... - he swallows the remainder of blood still inside his mouth - ...I had worst at the Vegetean Academy - he lifts his eyes to meet Tarro's and now he could see the teal colored pupils of Hotato, flaming like two suns. And more, something like an 'evil grin' could be seen in the teenager's face, with fillets of blood dripping from his mouths sides - As for your questions, I simply don't get it. Did I attempt to help any earthling here? Had I yelled at anyone from the Kingdom? NO! I only spoke that much to Nasu because as I'm seeing he is deviating too far from his own leadership potential, that's all! Fuck that Tree! We are saiyans! We don't need to resort to tricks like that! - his own golden aura now flared up, pushing Tarro's and being pushed back by the same, both being like water and oil, refusing to mix - You also asks me about my purpose? Why do I fight?! I'm a saiyan born in the Saiyan Empire. I fought to get stronger and I fought to survive, and even now I keep fighting for those and more! I fight for whatever the hell I want to! Be it for my family... - his grip tighents - for something or someone I like... - lose his right hand and begin to concentrate a purple energy sphere in it's palm - because someone annoys me, or simply... - he thrusts the energy sphere forward against the saiyan elite - BECAUSE IT'S HELLA FUN!!!!!
- Blocked some of the damage from Tarro's Blast Thrust: 596,767 - 252,705 = 344,062 damage received. - Launched [OT3] Galick Blazer for 2,695,520 against Tarro - Stamina: 3/3 - 3 = 0/3
Tarro grinned wide as his fist rang true to hit its mark - the explosion ringing loud despite Hotato blocking the lad’s attack and grabbing the hand that came to collide into him to push back the pressure. Truthfully he hadn’t expected a direct hit on the young Saiyajin warrior, given their power levels being the same. A normal lad would have dodged the attack. Hotato was surely fast enough to dodge an assault on this level, as this had been just to test the waters so to speak. Like a fool however he took it head on. A small, contained yellow explosion ringing out with a loud boom, oh how the sound of the impact was like music to the former Elite’s ears. The young Saiyan giving off a rather wide, obnoxious smirk as the physical state of the younger warrior was not great. Minor injuries, but the sight of blood on his face was enough for Tarro to know that level of attack had done some damage.
“Looks like I got first blood. Sure you don’t wanna give up now?” he half-joked, half-mocked. As Tarro then struggled to get out and pull the arm back… Hotato was not letting him go! So it was more than a block… he was trying to attack the Super Saiyan point blank.. This could be bad for the former elite. “UNHAND ME… Or you’ll regret it!” he said with gritted teeth.
His golden aura flaring as the lad said his own words, answering the Elite’s inquiry from before. It definitely seemed there was some Saiyan in this punk after all. No more of that stupid whiny shit that he was spewing to Nasu earlier. As Hotato made his own allegiances clear, the slightly older veteran couldn’t help but feel a bit of that tension inside of his chest lessen a little. So he wasn’t truly an enemy. He definitely would be spared from Tarro’s wrath in that case, though he found his decisions foolish. Coming out here for something so pointless, and ignoring Jarvis like all the others for it. He supposed he could let it go though. However Tarro was instantly alerted by the boy's gambit, as he could sense the energy building up in the lad’s hand. He was putting everything he had into one shot? Did he think Tarro was just going to fall that easily?
Tarro continued to struggle against Hotato’s hold - all the while his ki sense fully active and aware of what was going on all the different battlefields - scanning the information while also trying to find a way to get out of this. “Come on Come on Come on! This should be easy! How do I get out of this!“ Suddenly however the two of them would likely feel the enormous surges of energy in all of the many directions from several battlefields at once. Though he sensed Flare, Tomina, Carva, Cervez, and others flaring out... there was one in particular he could sense above them all.
Jarvis down south had gained a massive power boost of some kind… as his ki changed in its feeling somewhat. It now reached levels Tarro could only dream of climbing. Had that bastard found another way to widen the gap? Suddenly Tarro’s briefly calmed mood shot right back up to full blown anger. His golden aura widening. “YOU SEE WHAT YOU ALL DID! ‘ISN’T A MAJOR CONCERN’ MY ASS, JARVIS HAS GOTTEN EVEN STRONGER DOWN SOUTH! FUCK FUCK FUCK! YOU'VE ALL RUINED EVERYTHING!” he said as veins protruded from his forehead and vbegan shaking off Hotato’s hold just in time to face the blast head on. Not having the time to dodge it- Tarro could do nothing but cross his arms and let the attack hit him head on. A purple explosion rang forth, as clouds of smoke briefly hid the lad from plain sight. That same boom that had graced his ears before had come back but cheered instead for his enemy. A brief silence ensued as the blast collided straight into the Saiyan warrior... perhaps having finished him off for good.
This was proven false however... as Tarro stood still breathing (albeit with a heavy, weighted cadence), his armor and body looked torn apart at the seams. His clothing in pieces and his face bloodied and bruised all over from the impact of the explosion. One eye closed as he winced in pain. He was in rough shape.
This did nothing to help him or his already foul moud. It merely fueled his anger even more. With bloodshot eyes Tarro focused on the Saiyan - sensing both of their power level’s waning. “YOU SMUG PIECE OF SHIT! I WILL MAKE YOU PAY FOR THAT! IN BLOOD!” he roared out loud in a vicious shout, his voice echoing across the distance with a furious weight and vibrant inflection added. Though he was injured to the core - his little protection had been just enough to save the lad from certain death. He was going to make sure it wasn't for nothing. Charging energy into the palm of his hand once more- Tarro rushed at the boy head on. More concentrated, more focused and more angry as the yellow burst of light surrounded him amidst his swift flight- the Saiyan elite’s own arm charged with an even larger orb of energy surrounding it with a shimmering golden glow. As Tarro charged, his muscles began to swell and enhance in size as he concentrated all of his energy into his physical might, his dash growing slower with each second as his mass enlarged. This was all going to be determined in one shot. Pushing forward his most devastating physical strike - Tarro thrusted the attack towards Hotato’s chest aiming for another powerful explosion.
Should it connect it would prove to be even more powerful and forceful than the last. The Super Saiyan could only imagine that this fight was over before it truly began. He was going to make use of this luck and drive it into the lad head on. All sense out the window however as Tarro had reached his breaking point. He wasn't holding back anymore.
“A GIFT FROM MASTER KAROTA HERSELF - SUPER KI BLAST THRUST!!!!!” he roared!
WC: 1038 2,387,070 = Ascended Super Saiyan Level Blocked the Incoming OT-3 with BG Melee Block and 2/3 Stamina for 238,707. This hits for Tarro for a total of 2,456,183 Damage. He is severely injured and in massive adrenaline-inducing pain. He was just around 900,000 short of the 3,369,400 mark for 1 hit death or knock out.
Fueled by Adrenaline Rage Tarro is rushing at Hotato (who has 0/3 stamina) for a full power attack of OT-2 Super Ki Blast Thrust. He's putting a single charge of Warrior Spirit (+.15%) and has transformed into his "Ultra Super Saiyan" form (combined with Bulking) to burst damage Hotato. Unfortunately due to the adrenaline inducing rage combined with the PTSD trigger of Jarvis' incoming power boost - Tarro has accidentally used lethal force to strike at Hotato. x.x So sorry about this >.<
170,505 x (x21/x8) = 3,580,605/1,364,040
3,580,605 x (50% + 15%) / 1,364,040 x (50% +15%) = 2,327,393/886,626 heading towards Hotato.
"Again with this Jarvis non-sense?!!" - thought Hotato, now getting angry at the saiyan elite for noticing anything but the fight they're in - "If you want to lose focus that suits me, but let's see if you can keep doing that after this attack!!!"
- GALICK BLAZER!!! - shouted the teenager just after the purple energy sphere was barely set forward and hitted it's mark. Tarro had time only to free himself from Hotato's grip and blocked the blast with only his arms. The explosion was big, and the area in front of him was taken by a large smokescreen - "He's alive, barely...good. That way he calms down, I heal his wounds and we can properly tal-..." - but his thinking was cut short by Tarro's raging cry - "THE HELL?!!". The smoke was cleared but his surging power level, that also left Hotato confused by it, afterall the damage of his own attack on the saiyan elite was evident: broken armor, ripped clothes, torn and burnt body - "C'mon! This guy should be at Death's Doors right now! Damn our race of muscle brain idiots!!!"
A moment after his tantrum, the elite was charging against him again! And as soon as he was into the right distance his body even did the opposite of weaken and got stronger!!! Muscles, energy, even the hair, bulging out like it was about to explode. Although the transformation wasn't new to the hybrid. Hell, his uncle was famous for use it most of the time. No, what surprised Hotato was the tenacity Tarro was showing. Almost like a blind rage, but what was the source of it...? And then it came to mind - "Fucking Jarvis!"
- If you hate him so much why the hell aren't you going after him, huh?! - shouted the teenager an instant before he was struck by the attack - "No matter, I can still simply dodge this...huh? Why can't I move?!" - the energy powered punch exploded into the already cracked armor Hotato was using and went straight ahead, leaving a big hole in the middle of his torso - "I...what...happen...?"
Struggling with all the strenght he was left to just keep awaken, Hotato fall from the sky....
Blizzer didn't saw exactly when or why Hotato's energy flared up, he just knew he was now moving away from the Tree, but the fact that he wasn't leaving alone made the kold demon uneasy. Even more troubling because the energy signature leaving with his friend was a member of the Saiyan Galactic Kingdom and it seemed aggressive - "They both have roughly the same amount of power, Hotato should be fine...but then again..." - he collects his instruments and the samples of the Tree of Might he was using and storage them inside a pocket dimension he can create with magic (akin to the capsules) - "...better safe than sorry. He might need some assistance"
And finishing his preparatives, he begins to follow the saiyans, while also in stealth mode. He feels the power clash but arrives only to see his hybrid friend being skewered in the chest by a energy blast - "SHIT! I KNEW IT!!!" - and so he quickly gets close and grabs him mid fall.
- You had to go and lose your temper again, didn't you? - said him while also healing the half-saiyan back to health.
- Urgh...damn...my chest is itching... - said him oppening his eyes and scratching the place where a moment ago was empty - So, I almost died, huh? Thanks for the help Blizzer. Humm...I even got stronger, neet.
- As always, you welcome. So...how did you lose? Weren't you stronger? - asked him the kold demon, while looking at Tarro - And what will you do now? Leave him like this?
- I...I think I got careless. Being so much time without a true fight that I forgot I was risking my life there. And as painfull as it is I have to admit that he won - he gazed at the saiyan from the Kingdom for a while - Stay back, I'm gonna try and talk to him. Ok?
- Alright. Tell me if needed my assistance for anything - he said that and put his arms on his back - By the way, I may have found a way to heal this planet. But will need a lot of time, a less violent enviroment...and the remains of the Tree of Might. Let's pray there are still something of it.
- You do that Blizzer - getting close to the saiyan elite with a serious face, but then changing to a simple smille - Well, I'm feeling less angry now, how about you?
- Received the full-power of Tarro's blast and was dying. - Blizzer used [ST3] Perfect Healing on Hotato and saved him. - Hotato is fully healed from almost dying. Got Zenkai
- Thread PL after zenkai: 196,589 [SSJFP: 3,145,424/2,948,835]
Tarro felt some sense of satisfaction from the second connected attack as it exploded right on top of the Saiyan. All these fucking hypocrites, so called champions of justice, and “neutral parties”. It felt good to shut one of them up. But what Tarro hadn’t realized was the lack of restraint, his rage blinding him as he attacked with too much force and felt his hand coated in a wet liquid. Eyes widening as the former Saiyan elite realized his folly, his unforgivable crime, his only sane rule broken and shattered. He had killed one of his own. Pulling his hand out of from its blood-soaked entry.. He looked at his hand as his eyes got watery and a wave of emotion hitting him like a truck. “What did I do!?” he thought to himself, his bloodied hand staining his face as he held his hand to his forehead while lowering his head. Full of disbelief and shame. All the way not realizing Hotato needed to be grabbed as he was heading to the ground fast.
“No!” he shouted as he powered down to his Ascended Super Saiyan transformation - his muscles slightly less bulged as he flew after the falling Saiyan to catch him. What had he done?
What had possessed him? “Damn it!!!!” he shouted closing his eyes, his heart heavy and his mind swarming with attacks against himself. He had broken his one rule. He had killed Hotato - a lad a few years younger than him. One of the few remaining Saiyans to have survived Jarvis’ attack. One of the few remaining pieces of home, of his race, of the old life that he missed. And he just snuffed it out. “Damn it!” he cried once again in anger, and sadness emoting in his voice, slightly choking up as he didn’t know what to do now. His fighting spirit broken. He had worked so hard to get stronger. The gap between him and Jarvis made even larger, so impossibly wide that he could never compare. And now all of that seemed meaningless- he had done something he could never forgive himself for. His quest for making up for Natto, for his weakness and failures, it was all made worthless.
Suddenly Tarro realized the boy had been caught by someone else- the flying Super Saiyan halting with suspicion as this stranger held the Saiyan corpse in his arms. “Give me him! He deserves a proper burial, you Kold Demon freak!” he shouted with anger. “You can’t take him!”
It was then that he realized that the Kold Demon was applying some type of healing to the Saiyan… could this actually save Hotato? Could his mistake be corrected? Tarro was silent, powering down to a mere bulky base Super Saiyan state as he watched this miracle unfold. Still aching from the fight himself - Tarro reminded himself of the serum inside of his armor for situations like this.
FLASHBACK TO IMECKA ALMOST A YEAR AGO
“What does it do?” Tarro asked with a raised eyebrow and a curious expression, holding the capsule with the needle and flicking the green liquid with a nonchalant tap of his fingernail. “You really shouldn’t do that you know..” the alien woman said with a frown. “Why?” he asked, clearly not understanding the situation all that well. “You might create air bubbles in the injection and mess it up. That’s why it’s sealed in a special compartment in your armor, moron. Just as you asked…,” she said with a frown. Tarro sighed. “Whatever. Here ya go. The goods I promised,” he said, handing over the exotic meats he had obtained on the planet. “What you planning on using that for anyway?” she asked him with a raised eyebrow in exchange. Clearly she was curious about his affairs. “My… people. They are apparently on Planet Brench organizing. Might be worth checking out… might be a total shit show. Might as well be prepared for the worst, ya know?” he explained. She didn’t know what to say to that, but let him go on his merry way.
He hoped it was the former personally….
PRESENT TIME
As Tarro watched the Saiyan be restored to full strength- he knew he was taking a risk by letting him recover while he was still super injured. While he had no intention of continuing this fight - he was prepared to defend himself if the kid sought retribution. Taking out the green serum and injecting himself directly with it - Tarro let out a slight tinge of pain as it coursed through his body. Quickly however the thing seemed to spawn the growth of cells in the Saiyan’s body, healing his wounds in what felt like only a couple of minutes. His Saiyan cells recharging…
By the end of it all Tarro felt his power jump somewhat, but he didn’t quite care about the miniscule boost. He was happier to have his stamina back, and his wounds healed. As Hotato approached the former elite - Tarro felt himself tense up. Was he going to spit at him? Try to attack him again? Whatever it was - Tarro was prepared to let the lad get a free shot on him. However to his confusion Hotato smiled at him. He gave Tarro a smile of all things…
Hotato was only a few years younger than him- but still Tarro felt like he was dealing with Rensu right now. Saiyan innocence- and it made what had almost happened feel even worse. Tarro stayed serious, but his angry demeanor before seemed to recede for the moment. “... Aye,” he said almost awkwardly. Suddenly however Tarro sensed a fuckton of powerful energy surges. From Christopher and Karota and Cornatto’s intense game of hot potato to the intensive clash between Carva and Cervez…and Tomina and Flare... Tarro knew the situation was escalating far outside of his control. Out of the Saiyan’s best interests..
“I have no more interest in this fight. Sacred Saiyan life is on the verge of being lost here. Hotato, will you help me cease this conflict so we can get the Saiyans off this planet? This is not a fight the Saiyan Galactic Kingdom can win, and I’d prefer if..uh... no Saiyan blood was spilt,” he said relatively calmly. Their fight had brought his senses back, snapping him out of the spell Jarvis had put on him. But they were running out of time. He hoped Hotato agreed. They had to protect Master Karota, Carva, ...Tomina.
WC: 1078
[Used Energy Capsule Z to heal from near-death level wounds. Attempting to gain a Zenkai.
Attempting to persuade Hotato to help him evacuate SGK from this fight so they can minimize further casualties.]
"Good, he is now healed and tranquil, though this sad feeling coming from him is kinda ticking me off. I do hope he improve it" - thought the saiyan hybrid when Tarro responded.
- Great. Now we can talk like adul-... - mid speak, Hotato once again felt the great display of powers near the Tree's remains - "HE DIDN'T...THAT...!!!!" - the teenager faces the Tree's direction. His eyes began to seethe with teal colored flames and his aura flicked wildly like flames in a storm - THAT IDIOT!!! DAMN YOU CHRIS!!! YOU SMUG IDIOT!!!!!
Most of the events were ignored by the half-saiyan, for he had felt Karota's energy almost full depleted in an instant...by the 'self-righteouss' Chris, who Hotato weren't much of a fan since the first time they met him...the first time that he remembers though.
In reality, the violent reaction Hotato was feeling now was strange. He knew Karota and liked her from previous interactions, but not that much to be angry about she getting harm - "What is this sensation? Why am I this much affected by Karota's situation?" - he grind his teeth - "I guess it's because I feel she is like family..."
The hybrid recovered his composure only when Blizzer hitted his head with his tail, listening to Tarro saying his name and asking his help in ending the fights - "At least he has come to his senses...but this way of thinking though"
- I agree with your intentions...but do the both of us a favor and never talk like that again. Like you wanted to surrender - he moved his head to face Tarro - You said auntie's name before, didn't you? So I take Karota is someone important to you - closing his eyes, the flames coming out of them cease, his aura stabilizes and he opens his eyes again and they look normal - She's also someone I like, so no worries, I'm going there to help for sur- urgh!!
Having his mind invaded is not something Hotato had to deal before so when Mayuri's words were spoken they came loud. He soon got used to them telephatic communication and payed attention, listening carefully until the Kai silences - "And as if we didn't have anymore to worry about comes this info. Truth be told smart people would stop and help...but as I could see, most people here are just too dumb or too selfish or too conceited to even understand the concept of self preservation"
Again with his attention turned to Tarro, the hybrid speaks to him:
- Well, you heard the guy-girl person too, right? I guess you're not the only one wishing to stop the bloodshed - say Hotato while massaging his temples as it would help with the headache left by the telepathic message - But before we go, I have one thing to say to you and I also think it's in your best interest to listen - Hotato stop with the massaging and looks directly into Tarro's eyes - You need to control your emotions, not the other way around - this words sounds serious, as much as his face looks - I know it looks like a contradiction for us saiyans, as many of our powers are awakened by rage, but our true power is really shown when we are in control... - and turning his back to Tarro and giving a few seconds before continuing the talk - And for now, forget about Jarvis. We can't do shit anyway, let the earthlings deal with him now. I'm sure the higher powers will deal with him if necessary.
The kold alchemist also received the telephatic message while listening to the two saiyans talking. As it wasn't the first time he experienced this kind of communication he wasn't fazed by it and calmly listened to it. The information though, left him even more unease than when the fights began. Afterall, it meant that the fate of his universe was at the hands of people who pratically hated each other - "And to think I was just learning of the existence of Gods..." - he let out a heavy sigh - "...now I'm learning about completly annihilation. That's frightening"
The kold demon began to shake a little when a shiver went up his spine. He looked at Tarro and then towards the energy levels at the Tree's remains - "Can this people really forget their own problems to work together?" - and then towards south, where Kami and the King of Hell were fighting - "Can we really?"
Blizzer, feeling safe to approached the two saiyans now, come closer and talks to Hotato. The kold demon, the teenager noticed, was right now in his true form: no armor and almost the same height as him...but still smaller for a few centimeters.
- I take you both are not hitting each other anymore, huh? Soooo...am I free to go back into trying to reverting the Tree's effects? - asked calmily, his arms crosseda upon his chest.
- Not fighting, I hope, and no, I may need your help again doc - answered calmly - Some people I like are in need or may need medical attention, and you're still better than me with this.
- Sigh...alright - responded the kold sorcerer, troubled, clearly wanting to go back and work on the Tree - Let's go fast then, time is of the essence if I am still to help this planet - his tail moving like hitting something invisible behind the kold demon.
- Thanks - and facing back Tarro - Let's go. By the way, the name is Hotato, and this is Blizzer - pointing at the kold demon with his thumb.
- Hello - said the kold and giving a wave of hand - I'm Blizzer, hoped we could've met in better circunstances.
- Hotato and Blizzer agree to follow Tarro and help stop the fighting.
Suddenly as the two were about to converse - Tarro's calculations had proven true. They could not win this fight. In an instant it felt like the one known as Christopher had fired the Spirit Bomb on Karota! Sensing that deserter Saiyan's power level intercede... though he could feel the faintest life from Karota.. she was still alive. "Master!"he thought to himself worriedly aloud. That damn hybrid... he had a lot of nerve. She wasn't even targeting Christopher and yet he blindsided her with that attack! That fucking weasel! He would pay for that... but not today. "I'm not surrendering. The Saiyans should tactically retreat though. The numbers are not on their side, the power is not on their side, and clearly strategy is not on their side. Surely you felt that power blip just now. Christopher just took out one of our commanders - and-," suddenly Tarro was cut off as the rising power of energy made itself known. Komatsu's energy disappeared as did Christopher's... replaced by something much more powerful. It almost... felt like the two's power levels had merged? Had they fused!? "And CLEARLY luck is not on their side. The fuckers fused to combat Nasu!" he said with a small grit of annoyance. He wasn't as angry as before - but these events had truly peeved him. Warriors resorting to such poultry tricks to gain the edge in a fight because they were too weak to win otherwise. How pathetic.
Such was the game however. He had realized that honor only goes so far in fights. He'll stop assuming a fair fight with these people just as they would have to start understanding that he would not fight honorably anymore. Honor was worthless in the face of death. Having sensed Carva's energy erased from this Universe... Tarro felt a heavy weight on his chest. He didn't even like the lad, but another of his kind had died right before his eyes. And by the fucking zoanthrope no less.
Hotato tried to reason with Tarro about his emotions. And truthfully it was all well-intentioned, but Hotato just wouldn't understand Tarro's predicament. He knew his emotions were out of control. It had only been a few months for him since he had joined Nasu's forces. He still had a lot of issues to get over. Hopefully this fight had done a good job of filtering out some of the bad juju. "One day you'll understand Hotato. Sometimes our emotions can't be controlled. Not when you've come face to face with the devil himself,"he said, not saying anything else on the subject. "You can call me Tarro," he said with a nod as the two flew swiftly back toward the fight.
It was then however that Tarro realized another powerful surge of energy. Flare? The Elemi? When did she have this kind of power? Tomina... Tomina had no chance of combating that! His teal eyes widened as the Super Saiyan called out to Hotato - "Hotato! I... I have to go. She's... She's in danger! Help Master Karota, but I can't let her die too!"he said with a worried panick - flying off in the direction of Flare and Tomina.
He just hoped he could get there in time.
WC: 540 Buffing Deactivated SSJ with new PL (2,968,160)
-> Exit to Flare and Tomina's side-saga.
Last Edit: Oct 18, 2017 20:25:58 GMT -5 by Heizen: Fixed colors for skin change
"Chris and Koma...? That can't be right. Why am I sensing their energy signatures as if it is one and the same?!...Must be another trick from Chris. I just hope he didn't stole Koma's power for himself! Than I myself would be inclined to vaporized this planet!" - little golden flames began to sprout from Hotato's body with this thought, but as he kept his calm state, so did the flames - "More interesting though is Nasu's energy signature. It just vanished! I don't know if my senses are confused or it's a technique to hide his power. Still...my instincts feel something powerful in that direction, but I can't put my finger on it!"
While Hotato was focused on the imminent titan's clash, Tarro left in a hurry, obeying his king's orders to retreat from Earth while he himself was gonna stay behind to allow them to do so. The elite asked the hybrid for a favor though: help his master, Karota - "So he is auntie's pupil, huh? Well, I would tell him to go himself if he is so worried...but Karota is dear to me too"
- Huh, ignored...that's fine. Hey Hotato, should we follow him or what? - asked Blizzer while crossing his arms back. His tail now resting on his right shoulder.
- I'm not. He asked to help Karota and I was already set on doing that - talks the hybrid turning his back to where Tarro was and facing his new destination - You however...I would ask for another favor.
The kold demon was expecting that he would finally be free to go back into working to revert the Tree of Might into a Tree of Life. Although the battle wasn't about to end just yet and so he was free to help his friend.
- Alright...with what?
- Follow Tarro. He might need some assistance with diplomacy to leave the planet and you have a good guy charisma - his words were sincere. He knew the kold demon's good nature and how, for some reason unkown to the teenager, people would give Blizzer their trust.
- Should be easy enough...assuming he don't go mad angry again...pity. I was looking into watch the big battle - said the kold, agreeing to Hotato's task.
- Yeah, me too. Thanks again.
With that, they both went their own ways.
- Blizzer's stamina: 1/3 -> 2/3
- Hotato exit to Kinoko's side-saga, while Blizzer exit to Flare and Tomina's.
Mastered Forms: Super Saiyan [x16], Super Saiyan 2 [x32], Super Saiyan 3 [x46]
Mastered God Forms: Super Saiyan God [x56], Super Saiyan Blue [x60]
Afterlife: Makaioken [x2-x10]
Advanced Scouter (Red), Perfect Medical Machine,
Training Dojo, Martial Arts School,
Palace of the King (Estate 75%)
Planet Yasai
Mothership (Star Javelin) +x2 Cargo Bay Adjustment
E.S. (Heaven's Arrow) +x2 Cargo Bay + Stealth
E.S. (Brave Vesperia) +x2 Cargo Bay + Stealth
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