Speed, agility, and an instinct for survival kick in as Dash doges the scythe. As she moves she is fully aware that something is going on down below. Question is, will this creature let her land there? Her energy levels were quickly being replenished, but she needed to use it carefully.
A weapon forms in her hand, a long bladed sword, thanks to the Spider Armor. Time to see if her training, and her speed, can match whatever this creature can throw at her.
Moving in fast, she goes on the attack, aiming to disarm it if possible, kill if only if necessary.
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The flight to the Lookout was painfully easy to make with the flickers of power felt even from the Capsule Corps building. With plans made, all that was left was reaching the battle in time.
Approaching the floating sanctuary, Shōchū would be witness to the results of Dash's battle with the barrier, the glass-like shards dissipating into a thick smoke that coalesced into a figure whose appearance strongly tried to invoke the terror of death itself. Said figure would attempt to behead Dash, only for the human girl and Totoma to quickly rebuff the scythe wielder.
Determining that the two of them would suffice to handle that one for now, Shōchū quickly descended to the Lookout, heading into the buildings where the sounds of combat were still heavy.
"I'll join you shortly, perhaps," Blizzar had noted to her. "I'm going to have this rabble transferred to a maximum security facility. Perhaps there is something further that can be interrogated from them."
Without another word, Blizzar called in a transport shuttle from the GP's Earth Base to pick up the prisoners.
Parsley's eyes narrowed. It was exactly as she suspected. Auroc hadn't put all his eggs into one basket and orchestrated a simultaneous attack on Earth, as well. His goal? Jinzi and Eva. As devoid of surprise as this revelation was, it was highly annoying, as it meant they had to delay their assault on Reshlan and Auroc for however much longer it was going to take to quash this latest invasion.
"If Auroc has his sights set on Eva and Jinzi, we're wasting time standing here." She tapped her wrist and opened a portal to Capsule Corp. "We need to hurry before we lose another Guardian." She was reasonably certain whatever defensive measures Jinzi had at CC would repel the Threshling forces. Eva, on the other hand, was almost defenseless if they managed to catch Earth's defenders as off-guard as Vocado's were.
As she was about to move in, a pair of boots came flying past her, boots worn by Totoma. This made her hesitate for a moment as she watched him heading for Scythe-Guy's head.
Her hesitancy didn't last but a millisecond as she flared up her aura and moved in fast with her sword, aiming to disarm the dark cloaked being.
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Yeah, but if you... man, we're getting into weird analogy territory, like if you disintegrated Superman's arms he wouldn't be able to go "fool! Little did you know that my arms and I are one and can be remade from me!" and will his arms back into being from pure nothingness. - Pendaran
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"Did no one tell you that Maiz has been taken?"
Parsley could hardly feel anyone at Capsule Corp, other than Praxat. Completely unwilling to even entertain the thought of interacting with the frog, she extended her senses outward to encompass the entire planet. It was then that she felt a battle raging elsewhere. "I believe I found our battle." Without further comment, she quickly lifted into the air and took off.
Avoca was some distance behind her and was having difficulty keeping up. At this rate, she was going to be completely left behind. Damn it. Whoever this Eva person is had better be important.
(Good, my Lab is okay. Now I can get to work analyzation and studying this material I took from one of the Threshlings!) Praxat thought.
Praxat takes out a piece of shimmery black material and uses her Lab equipment to start analyzing it." ( mastering the art of compression has allowed me to travel at absurd speeds by jumping. Look back, I would laugh at my younger self for my inefficient way of jumping back than. From Althena, I learn that just doing one big hop takes too much time and wastes energy,) Praxat thought.
( The art of compression is about efficiency. By using a specific combination of jumps. I can travel at absurd speeds without waste much time storing elastic potential energy while also conserving energy,) Praxat thought.
(I hope Dash and the others are doing okay. There's probably a big fight happen on the Lookout. Wish I could join in, but my work comes first,) Praxat thought.
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As the Earth portal opened, abother figure slipped through as well. The battle for Vocado had ended but it seemed like the team was moving cities, so to speak. He had to admit, he was curious about the goals of these Threshlings and how fast he could wipe them off the face of the galaxy. A threat to multiple planets living under the nose of the galaxy, striking whenever they see fit? There was no bigger foul than that.
There would be a protest to his presence perhaps, but for now they had no reason to duke it out. "Can't say I've ever been to Earth before," the halfling added casually, as they slid through the dimensional gateway.
Parsley was too far ahead and moving to fast to hear Lantro, but he didn't escape her notice. He didn't escape Avoca's either.
She had never seen him before, but his energy felt familiar. He was there during the battle on Vocado, fighting against the Threshling. If he was fighting for them then, she saw little reason why he wouldn't be fighting for them now. At the same time, though, she saw little reason to trust him. Self-preservation made allies out of even the fiercest enemies. As such, she turned her attention to him to politely inquire of his reason.
"Who the hell are you?"
"Name's Lantro. Tried to kill your sister once with some tuffles, " he explained. "Can't call it a close game, but it wasn't a blowout either. We really should've studied the tape..."
Lantro scratched his chin. "Anyway, your sister hit me with this...virus. Benched me for a while, but after I recovered...fate ended up drafting me to Vocado. Been living there low key ever since," Lantro shrugged. "That enough of an explanation?'
"I don't have a sister," she answered, deadpan.
Lantro clearly was mistaking Avoca for Parsley. Which was odd since they didn't look anything alike. Well, they did say that married couples started to resemble each other after a while, but it had only been three years for them! "Oh, it's you. You're mistaking me for my wife."
With that out of the way, she could on why he was there. She knew that Sarada hit him with some kind of anti-Saiyan gas that she had developed way back when Jagam was actually relevant. Avoca thought she would have used it by then, but nah, she was holding on to it for no apparent reason. That, along with him just so happening to be on Vocado when the invasion happened didn't really explain why he'd bother to help the Saiyans. Especially when he admitted to trying to kill Sarada with the Tuffles!
Her eyes narrowed when she regarded him again. "No, it isn't. Doesn't explain why you fought for us when you tried to fuck us over with those damned Tuffles."