Post by Lord Zima on Dec 25, 2017 19:10:25 GMT
Before the start of the second round was going to commence, Zima had discovered the location of the time patroller ship which he had assumed that the dragon balls were there. Searching every nook and cranny to no avail he could not find the dragon balls. A mysterious voice from behind Zima had laughed in disbelief that anyone would try such a foolish tactic in order to cheat his way to winning the prize. The mysterious man in robes had his hands in his pocket as he looked at Zima in disgust.
"It's people like you that ruin a tournament that was meant to be fair and square. Just like the Zima from universe 15 met his demise through cheap tricks and trickery, so will you.."
Zima quickly entered his final transformation and rushed towards the mysterious man with the intent to kill with a ki blade being formed in his right hand. The mysterious man had chuckled as he grabbed the wrist in time to stop the ki blade from impacting his body.
"LET GO OF ME! I WILL KILL YOU!!!!"
"I can see why your universe is known as the lost ones. No one cares about the nameless.... Don't ever dream of resurrecting again..."
The mysterious man formed lighting in his own hand and slammed it against Zima's stomach, piercing through and with a streak of lighting raging through his entire body, Zima was nothing more but ashes. The mysterious man placed his hands back into his coat pockets and walked away.
"Going to let Capper know that you dropped out of the competition..."
Capper the Patroller
"It's people like you that ruin a tournament that was meant to be fair and square. Just like the Zima from universe 15 met his demise through cheap tricks and trickery, so will you.."
Zima quickly entered his final transformation and rushed towards the mysterious man with the intent to kill with a ki blade being formed in his right hand. The mysterious man had chuckled as he grabbed the wrist in time to stop the ki blade from impacting his body.
"LET GO OF ME! I WILL KILL YOU!!!!"
"I can see why your universe is known as the lost ones. No one cares about the nameless.... Don't ever dream of resurrecting again..."
The mysterious man formed lighting in his own hand and slammed it against Zima's stomach, piercing through and with a streak of lighting raging through his entire body, Zima was nothing more but ashes. The mysterious man placed his hands back into his coat pockets and walked away.
"Going to let Capper know that you dropped out of the competition..."
Capper the Patroller
