Of Wolf and Man [Private/INT thread]

Karota was awfully and unusually quiet during their trip, she was still clearly affected by the events that took place on Yunzabit Heights during the assault of the Saiyan Galactic Kingdom and the use of the Tree of Might. The death of Cornatto hit her harder than she thought it would but seemed like once again weird things were going on in the world. Either that or she was going freaking crazy and she didn't doubt the later could actually be into play. She had been sensing an energy signature that resembled that of Cornatto, but that shouldn't be possible, as he was dead and if he had indeed returned to the world of the living, she would likely know due to her refined ki sensing skills, so what could that signature be or mean? She didn't yet know.

Either way she still had duties to fulfill and since the Queen had decided to send Tarro to barter with the Alliance Remnants, who would possibly be quite salty with their rival faction, it was fair that she was to see the boy through his training in order to get him into his full fighting potential. Tarro was an accomplished young saiyan, but in all honesty, without formal training, he was a lose cannon, dangerous not only to his allies, but also to himself. In truth, should he had finished his studies under her, he would have completely dominated Hotato in a short span of time and maybe with that he could've made a difference in the fatalities that took place on that mess of a battle.

Once they arrived, Tarro made sure she knew that, to which Karota responded with a simple nod of her head and as he walked out of the ship, so did she and once she stepped outside, Karota took a very deep breath and as she exhaled, she flared all the mighty of her sparkling aura, filled with blue bio-electricity - the trademark of the super saiyan 2 form - and then she stared right into Tarro's eyes.

[Mastered Super Saiyan 2. PL: 12,267,604]

"If you use that hulk of a form I will beat you to the pulp. A true student of mine needs to attain a perfect ki control. Nasu never even went to that form you and Miso seem to love. Now, show me the current peak of your power as we train." she harshly ordered and after a brief pause, she spoke again. "Oh, and by the way, you won't be leaving this place until you master everything I have to teach you, so be prepared to be delayed for at least a week, if you are as good as I would like to believe!" she added, piercing right through his soul with her glowing teal eyes.

The semblance of her super saiyan 2 form scared Tarro at least a bit, but he didn't cower or gave up on his training and that was good, otherwise she wouldn't even give herself the trouble of finishing his training; he wouldn't be worth it anyway. In answer to her demand, he obediently got into his fully powered super saiyan form, a form which he learned how to control during his fight with Hotato back on Earth and she just nodded to it as he flared his calmer version of the super saiyan aura. Indeed he had the power of a mastered super saiyan but that was barely enough to survive a clash against a mastered super saiyan 2.

The sparring started with Tarro taking the initiative and bursting at her with his claw-shaped hands ready to strike her with the first technique she taught him: the Wolf Hurricane. Karota narrowed her eyes and stood her ground as he approached, allowing him to slash her battle suit with his fingers. It wasn't strong enough to even faze her as she just coldly stared at him with her right fist burning on fire. "Lacking. Shallow. Is that really the Wolf Hurricane?" she asked in disdain as she got ready to try and throw a powerful flaming hook to his guts with the blazing right fist. "Heat Phalanx!" she shouted as she attacked him.

Should it hit or not, Karota would stand her ground, slowly sliding into the Wolf School stance as her fierce eyes glared at Tarro. "A true student of the Wolf School fear no tricks in battle! Our sheer control of our ki and will power is enough to nullify most effects someone can mold into their ki attacks! That's the Wolf's Fury! So... Now that you have mastered your super saiyan form, it means you are in more control over your ki energy, but are you in control of your mind?! Well... You better be, otherwise I will burn you to crisp with my fists! Make your mind stronger than my fire, Tarro!!" she furiously ordered him and as she did so, her stance tightened up a bit more, showing she was ready to attack him again.

Karota's left eye twitched when he asked what was the problem with her and she growled in anger with the audacity behind that question immediately after using Rapid Movement to avoid the basic version of the Heat Phalanx. Her anger just grew when he accused her of hiding behind her more powerful form and not fighting him fair and square. "What kind of disgusting coward are you, Tarro? Do you think this is a fighting school where you can drink water when you feel tired?! This is a school of martial arts! Martial comes from war! Do you think your foes will care if you can't transform into a stronger form?! Do you really believe they will be so kind as to give you a fair duel?! If you do, you are a complete idiot!" she roared with bitterness in her tone. "You go to a battle thinking about a fair duel and you get stabbed in the back! You try to fight with honor, only to be ambushed by trickery and deceit" and it didn't take a rocket scientist to figure out she was referring to some of the events that took place on Earth, specifically when the so called hero of justice, Christopher, attacked her on the back with a Spirit Bomb, which would most definitely kill her if not for Cornatto's intervention, when they were supposed to be dueling.

She growled again shortly after her rant. "Use your will power and create a thin barrier of Ki around your body! It requires a lot of mental focus. This barrier won't protect you from any damage, but it will cancel the secondary effects some warriors attache to their ki attacks." she further explained so he could get a more precise picture of what the Wolf's Fury was about. Then, without further delay, she charged the very same attack one more time and dashed forward, aiming to strike Tarro with the flaming fist. "Come on, show me some promise! Heat Phalanx!" she shouted.

Tarro's insistence on the fact that she was using the form to hide made she wonder if his words had some truth she was unable to see. But one thing she did see: she was still suffering and throwing it back on Tarro, who had nothing to do with that. In a sense, she wanted him to be angry, to ascend and hurt her. She felt like she deserved the pain. She used to be a proud warrior, a commander with plenty of experience, but recently she was but a shell of her former self. Too much had already happened in her life, too many losses, to much pain to swallow and, somehow, she was becoming empty on the inside. He spoke harsh but truthful words and that just made her sigh deeply, unable to even argue with his speech. Tarro was absolutely right and she didn't know what was going on inside Nasu's head when he destroyed the Tree of Might, though she was pretty sure the Kaioshin had something to do with that.

When they clashed, however, she saw sparkles of lightning - brief yet strong - emanating from his fists for a moment as they clashed and, impressive enough, Tarro managed to nullify half of her flames, showing he was indeed getting the hang of it. But before she could react to that, he came at her again, aiming to throw a slash to her face. She was feeling a bit tired of using the Heat Phalanx twice in a row and just crossed her arms in front of her face, but that was a feint and then Tarro caught her off-guard, roundhouse kicking her hard enough on her side she was thrown to the ground on top of her butt, while grasping for air. "Ugh!" and that was all she said. Her eyes seemed rather vague, sad even and they were watery. She didn't stare Tarro though; he got her into thinking and that was a dangerous terrain for her lately.

Both of them were angry, though for different reasons. When Tarro inquired as to where her fire was she was frozen there, with her heart almost jumping out of her mouth. He was right, she couldn't just feel sorry about herself and let her soul drown into depression; it would solve nothing and worse of all, it would taint the memories of those who fell so she could survive. She was surrounded by darkness and despair; all her hope had vanished from her heart and she was blind to what was before her, but with his gestures and his words, Tarro felt like a glimpse of light piercing right through that darkness and finally reaching her core. Her eyes stared deeply into his eyes, becoming watered almost immediately. Her trembling hands reached for his wrists and held it tightly. "Tarro..." she muttered, making an effort to speak.

Tears rolled down her face and she shut her eyes close for a moment before cracking a simple, subtle and yet sincere smile on her face. With the back of her gloves, she wiped the tears from her eyes and rose up once again, standing on her feet. She stared at her student once more and chuckled. "To think you would be the one teaching me today, you scrub... I'm proud of you... And I'm sorry... I was drowning and you were able to save me." she admitted, shrugging a bit. "It just reinforces my decision to teach you everything I know. You are a worthy successor for the Wolf School." she added, sliding back into her fighting stance. "So... I feel we had enough chitchat... Let's get back to business?" she ended by suggesting that, as she got ready to keep on pushing him to learn the heat phalanx.

True enough, the Super Saiyan 2 form was one of the hardest - if not the hardest - to achieve and basically impossible to reach on its own, as she quickly remembered what Nasu did in order to reach that level, or even what happened to Natto before him and to herself. She nodded when he voiced his doubts about reaching it with training alone. "It's doable, but absurdly hard and time consuming. Even the likes of Nasu didn't reach that form on his own. And while I don't like sharing that, you probably heard the rumors: he had to succumb to the influence of the Evil Sorcerer in order to unlock the power of the Super Saiyan 2." she said with a dark tone to her voice, almost as if she disapproved of his previous behavior; which she actually did.

In any case, he seemed to be ready to master the technique and therefore, her fist lit ablaze once more as she got ready to fire the power of the Heat Phalanx right at Tarro. "Now, Tarro! Tap into your inner power and make sure you can null my flames this time!" she warned him as she pushed her body forward with the flaming fist. "Heat Phalanx!!!" the saiyaness roared as she attacked her disciple, hoping this time he would fully master the Wolf's Anger and become really ready to call himself an advanced student of her arts.

Karota was feeling actually proud when Tarro finally managed to understand the amount of ki control the technique required and managed to resist the flames of her Heat Phalanx with ease; he was showing he was indeed worthy of the Wolf School and, somehow, she felt he would be the one to truly inherit it. Nasu had mastered it, but other than the techniques, he barely ever relied on the actual fighting style, favouring a much more ruthless and brutal approach like the Soy School, even going as far as to resemble the old vegetean style at times - he could be even more brutal than his father in battle. He had more finesse than his father, though and she liked to think it was because of her teachings, but truth be told, that was just wishful thinking, whereas with Tarro, it was clear that he was devoted to actually learning it and making it part of who he was.

But before she could even praise him, he came at her with a powerful Ki Blast Thrust and punched her right to the chest, sending her skidding away in the arid ground of this forsaken planet. She grimaced and grunted for a while before cracking a smirk in the corner of her mouth, chuckling lightly. "You waste no time hehehe... But okay... It's about time I show you the true potential of my style. Brace yourself, Tarro, for now I'm going to show you the one technique that named this style! The signature attack!" and as she said that, she started sprinting towards him, hands in the shape of claws. As she ran towards him, the image of a wolf could be seen, almost as if she was a wolf itself and had other wolfs as her hands, a myriad of ferocious beasts ready to take down the pray: Tarro.

"Wolf Fang Fist!" she roared as she started throwing claw attacks over and over towards his direction. If he didn't do anything, he would be severely injured by her raging claws.