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It hadn't worked like Parsley wanted, but it worked well enough. His wound was deeper than before, giving her an avenue to end this before it went on too long. Time was of the essence and she had no time to waste on a lackey.
As the knight prepared to defend himself once more, she cracked open another capsule and plucked the rapier that had been kept inside. It was part of the loot she pilfered from Midori's base, constructed of Ultra Katchin.
She crossed it and her ax in front of her.
"Tell me, chattel. What's your name, if you still have one?"
On Earth, Praxat is underwater in a swamp looking at a family photo inside a locket. ( I know things are great over on Qaceria. My family is doing well, and Qaceria is in good hands with my mother in charge as the Prime Minister. Yeah things have been going great for my homeworld,) Praxat thought.
Praxat receives the message from Capsule Corp. ( Dammit, not this shit again! My stuff better still be in my lab, and lab better not be trashed!) Praxat thought.
Praxat puts the locket in her right pants pocket, grabs her ancestor's sword, and quickly heads to Capsule Corp. ( Hmm that reminds me, I need to give Dash that gift I made for her. It's at my lab, and I know she's going to love it!) Praxat thought.
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Lantro had gotten a new seat, high above the action below, as he watched intently. He wasn't really one to go and sit in the nosebleeds, but as he wasn't certain of what would go down planetside, he decided to take some extra precautions. It was an enjoyable game so far and despite himself, Lantro couldn't help but want to root for the home team. Well...not quite despite himself. The thought was a complex one. He had been living here for a good long while now, hiding out, restraining himself and in doing so saw a side of a people he thought would've outfight disgusted him...and in some aspects, they did. But were they deserving of whatever fate the visiting team saw fit to dispel upon them.
Speaking of whom...visitors had dominated the first half, but the Ooozaroni's may make a comeback yet. Lantro almost hoped they needed to call in a sub. The Saiyan/Nevadian cracked his knuckles. He'd been warming the bench for long enough...
Avoca was as prideful as any Saiyan, but she knew when she was outmatched. Everyone, from Auroc to Parsley and everyone in between, was stronger and faster than her. They were all more powerful than her. If she tried to fight any of them head on, she was going to get slaughtered. And looking at the ball of dangerous energy Inanna was charging right that moment, she was going to get slaughtered anyway.
Meaning if she was going to die, she might as well have died trying to fight. Better to fight and die than to die hiding behind a piece of rubble.
She growled and balled her fist. From the looks of things, Parsley had her battle well in hand. Inanna probably didn't need any help, but having to split her concentration between charging her attack and fending off some chode must have been annoying. So, she decided on her mark.
And as distracted as he was blocking Inanna's beam, he shouldn't have been able to see Avoca coming until it was too late.
She ran out from her hiding spot and took to the air. A lime-green gaseous ball had been forming in her clenched fist. She hurled it at the knight trying to attack Inanna, aimed for his feet. When it landed, it exploded in a cloud of smoke. Her newest technique Attack Denial would mangle his internal energies enough to keep him from using any of his techniques. They were still there, but he wouldn't be able to use them for a time.
That's all I can do. Just help the stronger people fighting to save Sarada, she realized. The realization burned more badly than even the hottest sun. She was close to becoming a liability on this battlefield. Damn it. And damn him! She turned her attention to Auroc to see what he was doing.
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He was only a Silver Knight, meaning he was more powerful than Luop. It also meant there were scores more knights as powerful and even more powerful than him. They appeared to be about evenly matched prior to his injury, which boded poorly for any rescue attempt she and Inanna may have wanted to orchestrate hastily. As much as she wanted to avoid wasting time, they were going to need help to save Sarada. Damn it.
"Parsley, Princess of the Saiyan race," she responded.
With introductions out of the way, she exploded forward, hurling her ax at Noomh. Whispering tendrils of her own ki trailed off the head, showing she charged it just prior to tossing it.
"What?!" Avoca hadn't realized that Auroc had managed to turn the Saiyans who'd fallen in the initial attack. She gritted her teeth and clenched her fists. "Damn bastard! Get out of the way. What are you doing?!"
Fortunately, this was an enemy she could hold her own against. Assuming that being under that blob's sway hadn't made him any stronger. Knowing there was only one way to find out, she shot into the air and took aim at the traitor. She fired two energy blasts from her hands, attached to each other by an energy tether. "Eat this! Demon Spark"