Post by Tarro on Jul 8, 2017 19:07:54 GMT -5
Tarro was calmly making his way out of the palace - his mind already beginning to ponder his next training regiment. He still had to learn how to master his Super Saiyan transformation better - to maximize its output as Komatsu and Nasu had each done in the past. Perhaps when he mastered the transformation he would be able to better ascend. The stronger he was the more he could handle the strain perhaps. That seemed to make sense to him. The long spiky-haired Saiyan walked with calm, graceful footsteps as his mind continued to think. "Kinoko is a powerful one. She could have vaporized me into nothing - and I suspect that wasn't even the entirety of her power. With a volatile queen aiming such energy at us soldiers- we're all in danger with her," he thought to himself with an annoyed expression. A queen who would fire upon her own soldiers didn't deserve her title, or his respect. He would watch her closely from now on - and make sure her relationship with Nasu didn't give her false ideas that she wasn't accountable for any of her actions. And Carva proved to be just as volatile in his transformation - albeit more easily controlled. He was confident that Tomina could keep the powerhouse contained with her new powers clearly eclipsing his own. And Lady Karota was a fearsome warrior in her own right.
Suddenly in the midst of his introspection he felt a hard pressed hand on his shoulder. Instantly alerted, his eyes dilating as his senses spoke of Carva's energy swirling so close to him. He was the one who dared to get in his way. Standing still as the Saiyan listened to a most pitiful set of threats - his teeth began to clench tightly as veins protruded from his forehead. The disrespect his fellow officer showed him, the nerve. Tarro could feel the warrior's increased powers, but still he did not feel himself inferior to Carva in any way. After all it was only a minute ago he was trapped in the warrior's technique. He truly had no business being so confident. As the man whispered into his ear Tarro felt a building rage at the center of his core. A fire gaining fuel with every word as the hybrid dared to talk to him like a commoner, like a weakling!
A thick, purple aura of light began to shimmer around the body of the Saiyan elite as it swelled. Giving off intensive pressure to the average Saiyan, before quickly turning golden once more. As Tarro transformed into his Super Saiyan state once more effortlessly - his long spiky black hair turning once more into that golden glow - a sudden burst of pressure could be felt as sharp winds blew from where he stood. His black eyes turning into a teal color and his aura radiating outward like fire.
Suddenly in the midst of his introspection he felt a hard pressed hand on his shoulder. Instantly alerted, his eyes dilating as his senses spoke of Carva's energy swirling so close to him. He was the one who dared to get in his way. Standing still as the Saiyan listened to a most pitiful set of threats - his teeth began to clench tightly as veins protruded from his forehead. The disrespect his fellow officer showed him, the nerve. Tarro could feel the warrior's increased powers, but still he did not feel himself inferior to Carva in any way. After all it was only a minute ago he was trapped in the warrior's technique. He truly had no business being so confident. As the man whispered into his ear Tarro felt a building rage at the center of his core. A fire gaining fuel with every word as the hybrid dared to talk to him like a commoner, like a weakling!
A thick, purple aura of light began to shimmer around the body of the Saiyan elite as it swelled. Giving off intensive pressure to the average Saiyan, before quickly turning golden once more. As Tarro transformed into his Super Saiyan state once more effortlessly - his long spiky black hair turning once more into that golden glow - a sudden burst of pressure could be felt as sharp winds blew from where he stood. His black eyes turning into a teal color and his aura radiating outward like fire.
Tarro grabbed the arm that was placed on his shoulder, squeezing it hard. "I'm getting real tired of hearing your moronic, simple chatter Carva. You ever touch me again: and I'll make sure no pill can spare you from the cruel punishment I see fit to give," he said with cool words of venom. From what the Super Saiyan recalled from the old stories - Queen Lettis used a Golden Great Ape transformation at the peak of her power. Since Carva would be heading down her path - he would see fit he could never reach his true potential. A Saiyan who was blinded by power would only seek to betray his people - and fight for himself.
Tarro didn't care about his enemies. The Demons. The Brenchians. The Kold Demons. He hated all of them with righteous fury for the hand all of them played in the history of their grand warrior race. He was apathetic about the Earthlings and the Alliance Saiyans. He had no strong feelings about them and their ways. But the Saiyans were the ones he cared about. If anyone dared to threaten the Saiyans he would be the first in line to protect them - to kill for them or whatever vile deed need be done to protect them. If Carva was the type of Saiyan that endangered the others he would plan the Saiyan's coffin himself.
And that was a cold fact.
Tarro walked away, ready to begin training for another day.
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