Days of Thunder: Part 2 [30x Gravity]

Delivering the final blow, her fist struck her target, like punching a glob of putty. The main girl was sent careening after Vennel’s assault, which she felt was perhaps a bit too easy. Her power level was roughly the same as the girl’s, yet she was appearing to take so much damage. Was she still holding back? Or perhaps she wasn’t controlling her ki as best she could, to minimize impact of incoming hostile energy? At any rate, the saiyan warrior collected herself, taking a deep breath as she sized up her opponent.

She’d seemed eager to turn up the gravity as much as she had, but was similarly struggling to stand up despite it. This was definitely proving to be a valuable work out for the two of them. Vennel wanted to push her power further, before she returned to Imperial territories once more, and Konats was certainly helping with that. But whats more, she wanted to make Kaza stronger, so that she’d be of greater help during the attack on the Kashvar. Sadly, Ymir wasn’t able to attend, perhaps she had little interest in training? Maybe it didn’t do much for the pulpy-alien, seeing as that body seemed far more fragile than most species. It made the Saiyan wonder why Kaza kept such company.

But after Vennel’s assault, Kaza was pulling herself together. The wear and tear of battle seemed to be eroding at the smooth “skin,” of the majin. But then it seemed the saiyan’s adversary came to an epiphany. She seemed to deactivate the glowing bracelets that she was wearing, and as a result, her power surged forth with a new gusto. The power actually left Vennel feeling nearly speechless.

That much power-?! So she’s far more powerful than I thought, after all! This is going to be more fun than I thought…

Vennel met the action with one of her own, her power surging out as it climbed to her maximum potential. Still, she was far below Kaza’s power, but she wasn’t about to let the majin girl get the better of her, not at her own game.

[Power Level: 132’000 => 180’454]

With her power fully unbridled, she felt like she could withstand the gravity a little more, but she wasn’t exactly having an easy time of it. Though, the same couldn’t quite be said for Kaza, who’s power burst forth like a torrent.

Those power dampeners sure are handy. I wonder if that is the new standard issue in the Empire. A shame those sorts of things don’t really have much an effect on me anymore.

As Kaza chirped out at Vennel, she darted forth in a blur of periwinkle as the main let into Vennel with a barrage of attacks. The Vennel had to do everything she could to back away from the onslaught, trying desperately to parry blow after blow, but before long it was no use. Fist, foot, leg, and arms, they all pummeled the proud warrior and left their marks, bloodying her nose and lip, her brow, and several bruises across her body.

With the distance put back between them, Vennel cursed herself. Was her training not enough? The majin hadn’t seemed to transform, her body seemed mostly the same as her power grew. So was this her full potential this whole time? That was unacceptable. With a clenched fist, and determination fueling a fire in her eyes, she looked back at the Majin. This was not going to be a loss for the saiyan, she wouldn’t allow it. Moving in once more, she tried to attack Kaza by letting loose a flurry of her own. But not with fists, with ki. Her arms were as pistons, as she hurled blast after blast of her energy, desperately trying to do something of consequence to her powered up opponent.

Gritting her teeth, Vennel waited with bated breath to see if Kaza remained standing, though in all likelihood, she was. After all, her power was not enough alone, and if anything this would work best as a distraction. So in order to hopefully capitalize on this distraction, she lifted into the air, the task made all the harder from the gravity, but she hoped if Kaza were to just charge in blindly, she might miss, and Vennel could mount her counter attack in earnest.

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Of course not. As if that ploy ever worked, just as Kaza said. It was true, it didn’t, but Vennel was trying to just delay the inevitable. She knew that if she didn’t do something, this fight was going to go down in a very one-sided fashion. And she couldn’t manage to take another attack like the one Kaza had unleashed just moments ago.

Her opponent’s taunts were another matter. She was getting arrogant and complacent. That was good, usually that meant their guard would be down, maybe there was hope for the saiyan warrior yet. With the smoke cleared, and Kaza having not attacked her before it did meant that there was no point in trying to suspend herself in the air. She lowered herself back down just in time for Kaza to charge at her.

As Vennel tried to take a step back from the main’s extended arm, she found rather quickly that she wasn’t going to be getting away from this attack either. The gravity was proving stronger than she anticipated, as it caused her reaction times to be slower, not that her opponent surely wasn’t dealing with the same issues, but her higher power did help alleviate them. In addition to the slow down, she tripped back as she tried to move quicker than she could and as she was about to fall back, a pale blue hand gripped around her face.

With a sudden jolt, and a throw, Vennel found herself flying back towards the wall of her house. But as she neared her wall, she began to pull her senses back together again and stop her horizontal momentum with bukujutsu. Stopping just inches from the wall, she gasped for air and looked back at Kaza.

Damn it! It’s no use, she got reckless, but her power is too great for me to capitalize on it… do I really have to resort to using that?”

It was no use, she had to tap into that reserve she had back then. Back when she fought Zucceta, she had managed to unlock a wellspring of power and call on it to aid her. People seemed to call it the “Super Saiyan” form, but she balked at that. The Super Saiyan was a single being, this was merely an altered, or ascended form of power for her people. But it was by no means grounds for what amounted to blasphemy in her eyes. But even still, she could use that power, and she’d be able to turn the tides of the battle. However, that alone seemed curious to the saiyan.

Why was she caring so much? Why did she want to fight at her full strength against this girl? She knew she could transform and defeat her, sure, but she also saw something in the majin. The familiar fighting spirit she admired in her own people. That rush of excitement from a battle that really pushes you to her limits. And boy, was this pushing her limits. Vennel disliked her golden haired form immensely, but this was the first time she’d make use of it, the access to such power being too good a chance to pass up.

A grin spread across her face, as she looked at the Majin. Her fists tightened as she began to charge her energy.

“Okay then, I guess I can’t put this off any further…"

With a sudden surge, her aura burst out around her in a golden brilliance that dazzled the room. Her hair, gold, and her eyes emerald green, she had ascended once more, but this time, it was different. It was as if the form felt effortless, as opposed to her first time, where it seemed to sap her energy quicker and lead to her fight coming to a close so early when she’d done this before.

[Mastered Super Saiyan unlocked!]
[Power Level: 180’454 => 2’706’810]

Her energy was at new heights, she even wagered she could beat Plato down now with relative ease. Or at least, with greater ease than she could have when she first came to this desert world. She even thought she could give Alaistair a run for his money as well, but that was beside the point. There were more powerful beings on this world, and she was not going to let herself be outdone by anyone, not this far from the throne.

The golden warrior’s eyes turned again once more on Kaza, her grin seemed to betray her own confidence at this point.

“And now, it’s my turn!”

And with a flash of golden energy, Vennel charged forth at Kaza, sending her fist directly toward the main’s gut, in an attempt to really lay into her, and give her a taste of her new power. Should the attack connect, before Kaza could be sent recoiling or hopefully, before she could react, Vennel wanted to land a spin kick into the majin, and send her further away.

[Vennel’s Personal Martial Arts Style [N1] used.]

There was something intoxicating about the energy, the power that came with this form. But unlike the last time, in addition to it feeling stronger, she was no longer quite so distracted. Not that she couldn’t focus on the fight before with Zucceta, but her mind was clouded by pure emotions, such as rage and her violent tendencies were amplified. But now, her mind was at ease. Not to say she wasn’t prone to violent tendencies now, but she was certainly in better control of her demeanor, and could fight better, rather than relying on her power alone.

“You’re really strong, strong enough to make me have to pull this out. I hadn’t expected this fight to get so intense. I hope you can keep going.”

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A pulverizing one-two combo from the saiyan warrior dealt a crippling blow. Her fist hit it’s mark, and with a satisfying crunch, Vennel shifted into her second strike, her follow-up kick, which nearly vaporized the Majin’s arm. Her own ki infused strikes nearly brought the Majin low, or so it would have in anyone else. Vennel saw something in Kaza, something she respected. It was that fight in her, the refusal to give up even in overwhelming odds. And to top it off, she was thirsty for the fight. The proud saiyan couldn’t help but to smile.



But even still, Kaza had hit her wall, and damaged it, something she’d have to get repaired at some point, for sure. It was a good thing that metal plating had been put in here, not even Vennel know about the feature, but it definitely helped prevent the home getting recked in one training bout. But Kaza seemed to also want to see Vennel crash into the other wall not too long ago, so perhaps she just enjoyed destruction more so than the fight. At any rate, the golden haired fighter stared down her adversary, watching as she confidently proclaimed there was still fight left in her.



“That’s it, come at me with everything you have! Fight to protect your existence, fight to make the future in your image!”





Vennel was concerned about Kaza’s loss of an arm- granted, she heard that majin had powerful healing factors, but an entire arm? And how long did such things take? Still, Kaza didn’t seem overly concerned, so perhaps she was still fine? Well, for her sake, Vennel hoped she wasn’t just too absorbed in the fight to have noticed the otherwise crippling damage dealt to her.



And furthermore, Kaza was charging her energy once more. Vennel could feel it radiate off of her. It was powerful, had she not ascended, this would have hurt. But she was in another class now. But with all things considered, Vennel knew that even she was low on the totem pole. There were many more fighters far stronger than herself. And so that meant Kaza had just that much more to go. Though, the gold haired woman believed she had potential. A lot of it, for that matter.



As her power surged, and she held her arm aloft to concentrate and fire her ki, Vennel followed suit with her own technique. Her ki swarmed around her, golden light filling the room as her ki rapidly pooled into her hand.



“I hope you have a contingency plan, this attack might be more than you can handle.”



And with that, she launched her own beam back toward Kaza. The golden energy surged forth to meet Kaza’s own attack, until the crashed together with a thunderous boom!



[Attack names are really stupid[UP2] splitting technique]



Vennel treated the struggle like an arm wrestling contest. Opting instead to fluctuate between even and losing the struggle, to feel all of Kaza’s attack’s power. When she was finally content, her beam deviated.



As her ki wave contended for space with Kaza’s attack, a beam shot off from Vennel’s beam, and flew around for Kaza’s flank, just as her main beam surged forward, demolishing Kaza’s attack, with plenty of strength left over afterward.



This should be interesting, to see how she gets out of this!

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With overwhelming might, her power proved too much for the Majin. Vennel's ki surged forth, converging on the periwinkle girl and dealt far more damage than she anticipated. She also used more energy than she needed to, having tired herself out when a simple execution of minor ki would have done the same as the one she used. In the end, she opted for the flashier technique, and it came at disastrous results. The super charge saiyan looked on as the smoke cleared to reveal Kaza had been reduced to nothing more than a stumpy lower torso, that fell over.

Shit! I over did it… Oh well, time to find a new ally- wait what?

Her thoughts were interrupted as the pair of legs that remained of the girl stood up on their own again. And after something that can only be described as convulsions, wracked the legs and suddenly, with a pop the majin’s body reformed.

“Well, I’d heard your kind had an incredible healing factor, but I had no idea it was quite so robust.”

But Kaza was farm from as pleased with the result as Vennel was. Granted, she had just been nearly destroyed, and if Vennel were in her shoes shed be quite verklempt. As Vennel’s eyes met with the Majin girl’s, she grinned at being called a cheater.

“You’ve always got to be careful when fighting someone. You can’t just throw your own power around and hope for the best. Even a weaker opponent can get the better of a more powerful one if they fight intelligently.”

Vennel spoke calmly as she replied to the accusations of underhanded techniques. If there was one thing she learned from her fight with Zucceta, it was that power alone didn’t turn the tide of a battle. She’d spent the last year or two going over that same battle in her head. And even after despairing over it, she’d learned. And now that she was motivated once more to train, her next fight with the Saiyan queen would not go down the same way.

But Kaza’s next words were the most peculiar to Vennel. She asked to be trained, or at the very last, shown her technique. She wasn’t usually one for teaching, or even learning from others. Not directly. But after training with Alaistair, she saw the merits to helping someone achieve greater strength or use, so long as it served to better yourself. And in this case, if Kaza was going to work with her, Vennel needed to make sure she could manipulate her ki in a more powerful manner.

“You mean the one I just used on you? It’s a simple matter of controlling your ki in a more fine tuned manner.”

Her energy was too low to demonstrate the same attack again, and she doubted that her opponent wanted to try getting hit by that same attack again. With a display in the palm of her hand, she managed to conjure some basic amount of ki to function as an example.

“For instance, you see this? When you normally manifest ki, you use your body as the point of origin. However, with that attack I used,”

Vennel’s voice trailed off as she tried to demonstrate how ki splitting worked. Her orb of ki, which she’d formed in her hand, sat motionless, but then a small pop of ki burst out of it, only to disappear moments after leaving the original orb. The original ki was left at half it’s size, having used it’s energy to disperse some of it. After the demonstration, she continued on speaking to explain more accurately what she’d done.

“I used the ki I’d already generated as a new point of origin, splitting the power of the original, in order to generate more attack vectors.”

With a flourish of her hand, the ki in it had vanished, along with her golden aura. However, her hair remained in the ascended state, as if the form was no different than her base, in terms of the drain it put on her. In fact, she was oblivious to this change completely, not realizing that her transformation had become an effortless endeavor.

“Why don’t you give it a try? It shouldn’t be too difficult to do. Although, you need to use a large portion of your energy to create something strong enough to be split up like that. So why don’t you simply try by recreating the beam I used, then we can go on to using the splitting variation on it.”

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Vennel watched on, as Kaza clambered over to her, watching as she demonstrated what amounted to a parlor trick of ki manipulation. The majin seemed to think nothing of it, at first, as she watched Vennel demonstrate the fundamentals of the technique. It was the only reaction Vennel had for it, however. She’d always had a knack for this sort of thing, as most of the tier 1 species in the galaxy did. And even those that didn’t, could learn easily. But what stuck out as odd to Vennel was the level of difficulty Kaza seemed to be having.

First, the girl created an orb of energy, but she even seemed to be trying to swirl her finger around, as if to create some sort of updraft and force the ki to split. Vennel’s jaw practically dropped as she watched the barbaric attempt to manipulate energy. Was Kaza really that ignorant as to the fundamentals of her own power? Shaking her head the Saiyan warrior called out.

“No, that won’t do. Your energy is something you will to react and behave as you deem it. External interacts are also similarly linked, though you need your ki to be willing to react in those ways. For instance, look at the walls around you.”

She pointed at the points where her attack left carbon scoring on the home of hers, but aside from that, didn’t seem to cause lasting damage or harm to her abode.

“Even though my technique was strong enough that it could have destroyed this planet, it did little more than leave minimal damage to my home. Ki responds to your intentions, as much as your willpower."

Granted, the lasting damage it made and the fact it blew away most of Kaza showed that she had some restraint issues as well, that or the girl’s body was much more fraile than she gave it credit for, and it was no wonder they had such a wondrous regenerative property.

But watching Kaza give up on the technique, Vennel sighed. It didn’t surprise her. The small orb of ki exploding on the wall behind her and leaving minimal damage. The saiyan warrior nodded in response, pleased to see that she wasn’t further wrecking her home with her experimental ki usage.

Next, the girl tried to just create a simple beam, and replicate Vennel’s attack at the fundamental level. She had the posture down, and she had furthermore managed to replicate the wavelength of the attack, achieving the same effect, although, with such a small fraction of her power as to not cause lasting harm to her home. As the ki wave fizzled out, Kaza seemed pleased, and even asked Vennel what the name of the attack was.

Name? What? Do that many people really name their attacks?

Granted, she’d met quite a number who did, and it really struck her as odd, that so many shouted out their attack name, as if anyone who was killed by it would even live to remember.

“…Attack names are stupid.”

Her reply was terse, and to the point. Dismissing the idea of an attack name, she crossed her arms as she watched Kaza again.

“At any rate, what are you feelings about the current state of the empire? The Solar Saiyan Empire, that is. I’m curious to hear what someone who’s been more involved in those things has to say about it.”

“No, that’s not…"

Sighing rather loudly, Vennel massaged the bridge of her nose. She didn’t mean that was the name of her attack, when she replied. It didn’t have a name, because attack names were stupid. But whatever, the name wasn’t important. The fact was Kaza picked up on the technique, even if she had trouble bending and redirecting it.

“As long as you can use it, I guess that’s all that matters. Just be sure to try and fire a new attack as if the wave is an extension of yourself."

She waved her hand dismissively as she spoke before calming herself once more, trying not to focus on what amounted to petty semantics.

Vennel then listened as Kaza replied to her inquiry. According to the Majin, the Empire was fine, as they had retreated from their failed campaign on Earth. The campaign ended a good while ago, which rose some concern in the young warrior.

Why did it take so long to recall the troops?

And hearing that they were “friends with dirt,” was something that caused her face to scrunch up like a saibaman, and glare at the girl. Not because she had done something upsetting, but hearing that news was what did it. She detested the planet, as it seemed to be an unnatural hub for mediocrity, not to mention that any time someone seemed to go there, they came back soft and weak. At least, in her eyes they did. They must have had some way of brainwashing people into thinking it wasn’t such a bad place, but that just made the place worse!

Shaking the thoughts from her head, she caught Kaza telling her about “evil green slug people.” What? Did she mean the Namekians? How the hell were the Namekians something that warranted assault? Weren’t they just tree farming weaklings? No matter, it seemed to Vennel that Kaza was probably not the best person to have asked about these things. Her child-like personality seemed to make her incapable of retaining crucial details.

But the girl asked her something, perhaps it was meant to be rhetorical but it was still technically a question posed to her. She grinned, however, this being something she could enjoy talking about.

“No, nothing wrong with that. In fact, you’ll get your chance soon. Let Ymir know, if she plans to help. I’ve been looking into the Kashvar, and this planet’s lunar cycles. The best time for our attack will be in a few days. We’ll meet at night, so be sure to not fall asleep early in the next few days. I’ll be contacting you both over the scouter comms, and may even get a few of my contacts to assist us.”

That’s when it hit her, Ymir. She’d- was it even a she? It? He? It would have to do. It’d not shown up to the saiyan’s impromptu training session, so she wondered if she was doing anything to prepare for the upcoming events.

“Wait, speaking of which- what do you know about Ymir? I’d have asked it myself, but it didn’t show up today. I was curious to know more about it, seeing as I’m unfamiliar with what species it is.”

[Majin Kaza ]