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Fandom Dragon Ball Saga: Past Guardians to New Heroes (Reboot)

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Garter Briefs
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@Frankie RedtheRoyalGuard RedtheRoyalGuard Emperor Of Embers Emperor Of Embers Flame Demon Flame Demon (Open)
Location: World Martial Arts Tournament Grounds, North City

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The Amazonian woman hears her own name called for the next round, strolling out with the same casual ease and smile as the wind blows her hair lightly to the side. Looking him over she recalls what she saw from the previous round, the spark within their eye and desire for a fight was good, though the fact he had seemed to pull out some sort of ki change already was interesting with the golden hair reminiscent of a something she had seen before. The downfall of it though would be the waves of Ki flowing off them, the beacon of energy making every movement so clear she could close her eyes and remain just as perceptive as to there positions.

Regardless though there was only one real way to get down to the truth of the matter and that would come in the following moments so without further delay she goes to claps her hands and perform the same bow as before, pleasantries before the bow and hopefully this one didn't also take the chance to attack. Provided no blow came she would then take her stance, one palm outstretched towards them with the other arced back open at the side of their head. Time to see what martial arts this opponent could pull out, provided they knew such as opposed to the brute force and ki.
 
The Saiyan flinched from the bow and he bowed back in return as he had not taken a stance yet then he stood up straight, staring at Garter. He looked to her and he began to scan her over. She'll be a tough one. I'll need to be careful but I'll also need to strike blows as well. I've got to keep my word. He thought. Dakon got in his stance then, one hand in front of his face as it was a clawed like. The other was in a fist, prepared to strike at his opponent if need be.

"And, begin!"

Dakon glared at Garter and he waited for her to make the first blow. Even though it was faint, he thought.....he thought he could sense a bit of his race in her though he shook that out of his head. This was a match between fighters in a Tournament. Something he needed to keep his head in gear. Even if he lost, he would have a bit of fun.
 
Garter Briefs
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@Frankie RedtheRoyalGuard RedtheRoyalGuard Emperor Of Embers Emperor Of Embers Flame Demon Flame Demon (Open)
Location: World Martial Arts Tournament Grounds, North City

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Garter was never one to strike first, she watched, listened and waited to remain in place in the pose as if it was natural. She wasn't stiff or tense if anything she was relaxed and natural as she remains in the stance. What was still likely off-putting was to outside senses it was if she wasn't even there, visually sure but there she was silent and no energy could be sensed at all. She had been taught and conditioned but her own style of martial arts was named by her teacher as "The Passive Fist", so as she extends her arm she gently places the back of her hand to the inside of the closed fists wrist, waiting for him to react as she goes to slide it the side and keeping contact with it the entire time, working on keeping the connection as she moves around but making no outwardly offensive move as of yet.
 
After a brief moment, Dakon rushed forward but then he sidestepped over to her left, having a Ki Blast be sent towards her and make sure that he could keep her distracted with them. The Saiyan was astonished that his opponent did not move while he waited earlier for Garter to move. Keeping a calm mind during a battle was essential, so that anyone would not rush in foolhardy and attack like a berserker.
 
Keeping eyes upon Dakon she mirrors the girl's motions though a look of disappointment goes over her face as the Ki is thrown off the bat and moves her hand to in way of the ki energy, the glowing light vanishing without much fanfare except a slight shaking of her head. Stepping in close she remains unnaturally close making throwing normal blows or kicks difficult while mirroring their movements to maintain such, a mixture of hip thrusts, elbows and knees being thrown instead that appear less to strike and more to keep their opponent off balance.
 
He stared at her and kept blocking the unorthodox attacks as they did surprise him but he was not backing down from this sort of fighting. Soon, Dakon sent his fist to her stomach and finally try and make contact with her. He needed this fight to be in his favor or he would surely lose to this new way of attacking. The Saiyan scowled as he was already preparing another punch just in case if the first blow didn't land. He was giving up defense but he thought it was time to finally push back against Garter.
 
The fist connects as if hitting an iron wall, her stomach tensing for a moment before shifting her profile to the side as the second comes in, hoping for them to overextend as she goes to push the back of their head with a hand while sweeping the leg with her foot intending to send him down onto the ground and following up with a dropping her knee to their back if they should fall.
 
Dakon scowled as he glared behind him when he staggered a bit in his footing but he got onto one knee, now his attention focused on the ground. Deep in him, he felt his anger start to form as he was surprised at himself for not being able to take her down swiftly. His hair wavered as he went into more of his power to stop her but he needed to remain in his first stage of transformations. Going beyond the first was something he had not wanted to do but seeing how he was now and if the fight were drag on, he might need it. For a quick moment at most. By struggling against her, he managed to bring himself up to his feet.
 
Garter studies him curiously, the emotions flying but shakes her head a little in disappointment "Really? Why are so many here focused on just power? Sure conditioning is important but Martial Arts is skill and technique....this?" gesturing up and down "You had your head at the start but as soon as the pressure comes on and it's not as easy as you thought...". Truth be told she could see the power rising from her sensors but the boy seemed too concerned with pumping up their power level, this did show the type of fight she would be having at least, so her choices were to go all out to finish it or draw it out in hopes of seeing something more. She could push them further mentally to make some more mistakes, but really that would be unfair at the moment and she was here to be sporting in a fair respectful fight, and those tactics were for an actual fight.

Looking across to the audience for a moment she wonders if she would find what she wanted in any of the other fighters before she goes in once more with the same strange stance and close style, stepping to the side and circling out of view between the shoves, flat palms and more seeming to use every part of their body in her movements.
 
"What is power if you don't bring it out with strategy?" Dakon asked as he then started to block a bit of her attacks but evidently having to stagger a bit before he stared her down and finally, he had enough. The Saiyan quickly sent his fist to her chest but then immediately followed up with a kick instead to her side. His power was slightly growing but he hadn't transformed.
 
The taller girl leans back slightly from the first punch as it grazes her bandeau just as the kick connects to her side with a heavy thump right as her arm lowers to pin it in place seemingly ready to take them to the ground with the limb within her grasp. Her larger mass and reach working to her advantage as she readies to switch the tactics and go for ground pounding. "What indeed, I'll tell you when I see it". The rising power was not much of a concern overall given her abilities, if anything the more she could draw out the more it would help in the long run. What was likely frustrating was overall she seemed to strike just and hard and as fast as the smaller boy even as the level was rising.
 
Yuki can't resist the urge to facepalm "Seriously?" she asks with a sigh, she used way less power on a hard training day "What's he so annoyed about anyway? Doesn't he know that he wins if he can get her on the grass?", although it is very amusing to see a seasoned Saiyan struggling in something as fun, at least she figured it'd be fun, as a tournament. She hasn't met many Saiyans, but from what she saw now she hoped the others wouldn't have anger issues, surely they could take a loss in a tournament.

Kazu chuckles "Now you see why I focus on both types of training, but there's something off about that girl" he says quietly as he watches the fight while crossing his arms, he can't be too sure though, not right now anyway, seeing the punch completely ineffective makes him raise his eyebrow, this match is interesting.
 
"Well, I suppose there's only one thing to do now." Dakon spoke then he smirked as he leaned up but then he tilted his body to send his free leg to her head, going to kick it as he needed to get himself free then if that happened, he would land in front of Garter and send another kick to her side. A real heavy one at that.
 
Her head tilts slightly as the blow connects, rolling off and to her feat though a faint grin was now on her face. The smile continued even as the blow to her side came, the same tensing as before but a faint grunt of pain but still the dense muscle appeared to be conditioned to take an incredible amount of punishment. In response to the kick, she yanks it in afterwards in, her other hand going to the side of his head as she rushes her head forwards in a headbutt. Despite everything however, she didn't appear to be sweating or even out of breath, clearly enjoying herself all the while.
 
Dakon noticed her grin and at first he was confused but then he started to feel his hands tingling without her even punching back. He felt the headbutt but he didn't black out, although it was throbbing a bit. He chuckled as he recoiled his hand back but he wasn't going to release the punch. His hair wavered a bit more as he felt his power increase exponentially. It would make a mess of the arena but if it could have Garter release his grip of him, then he would take that chance. He grinned widely and he sparks of electricity began to appear in his aura as his hair grew. He felt more power went his body as he soon was glowing with light.
 
"Well you can throw a blow, but trust be that better just be a pretty light show...might have slipped your mind where we are" going to thrust her hand forward to clasp the glowing fist and gripping tightly as the energy charges "Damage aside, its a martial arts tournament if your only answer is pumping in more power you've got your parties muddled up, So it's up to you...take the easy way out or keep trying"
 
Dakon looked up at her and he began to chuckle as he felt more blows against him but he found a pleasure in them. "Oh, this isn't a light show, sunshine." He spoke his voice surprisingly deeper than before. Soon, he unleashed his power against her as his Super Saiyan 3 form took place and strong gusts of wind formed away from him as the ground shook as well, parts of the arena beginning to tear apart.
 
While the energy changes were no consequence for Garter, the physical force exerted threatened to knock her back from her footing, sliding at first as she struggled to keep a grip on his arm and head before redoubling her efforts to keep hold. Through the struggle however she was not completely unaware of the shaking of the area and damage the energy waves were putting off so it was time to get creative. Focusing inward there was an option to came her, one of her techniques had been developed for wide-area absorption though the issue was the barrier had been intended for external ones, so sure she could protect herself but that would do nothing about those in the ground so creativity would be needed.

Two things above all that was important to recognize within her family were the main reason for the success of the line, traits that had continued down the line to her. One was the sheer stubbornness sure, but the other? Briefs were Innovative, not Imitative, sure they had gained technology from other source but they always adapted and changed it for their purpose, a point of pride sure but its something that extended into her martial arts, she was never one to take the same path as another.

How did this help exactly? Well as she extended her white aura'd barrier around herself she kept it weak at first, allowing it to pass over the youth before her before solidifying as a translucent bubble, the second step was inverting it. The Barrier had been intended to absorb and block from external sources, this variation? did so from internal and the effect was clear to see. The shaking of the grounds and martial arts grounds subsided as the electricity of the Saiyans transformation hit the inside of the bubble-like a plasma globe with the energy pressure building inside the bubble all while her grip was getting tighter, the girl clearly gaining in strength the longer the transformation took place.

Her face keeping the smile she finally speaks "So you devolve? sure you get a bit of raw power but for your sake, I really do hope those eyebrows grow back. Also? Since you seemed to really have gone for the easy way instead of trying it really wouldn't be fair if I didn't let you in on two useful pieces of information, the third though ill keep for myself since you pulled this stunt" reaching her knee back despite the pressure and a rare look of exertion on her face "One, A Candle that burns twice as bright burns half as long and that light show does that and then some" a knowing glance, her scanners had picked up on it fairly quickly that while the power level had skyrocketed, it was quickly draining at a highly inefficient rate so she would simply need to turn it into an endurance match and he would have no chance. Sadly that endurance match would leave those outsides at risk from this stunt so she kept speaking, just as the knee started to drive forward into the boy's stomach repeatedly through the torrent of energy, the storm only serving to energize her further.

"Two, What fool would just stand around and let someone transform into a stronger form without doing something to stop it?" as she carried on her attacks for emphasis, somewhere far away in the next dimension several sneezes would ring out to the partial confusion of those involved.
 
Dakon grunted but he stayed still as steam rose from his arms, seeing the massive energy starting to deplete. He was panting and now he had to finish this quickly. Quickly, he grabbed her leg when the next knee rammed into his stomach. He grunted then he started to try and lift and if he succeeded, he would throw her out of the the ring but it would also risk him passing out because of the energy. "What you....fail to see.....is something more important than looks..." He muttered as more steam rose from body.
 
The grab was successful, as well as the throw however a Ki detail was clearly missed in his confidence, in more ways than one. Her Barrier while a great defensive option had another downside to it, the Barrier was static, meaning it couldn't be moved while it had been enacted through the innovation to contain the energy of the transformation was also salvation. Garter hit the barrier for a moment before rebounding off, the loss of focus directing all the energy inward as she recoils back to him to connect the head to head with the energy surge shooting a pillar of light straight into the sky in the aftermath of the blow and a scorched hole were the conflict had taken place, smoke and dust filling the area.
 
Dakon started to pant heavily and he dropped to one knee, his form shimmering as he could hear his own heartbeat. Super Saiyan 3....he needed more time to get this form under control. This insane amount of ki...it was so much and he didn't know if he could even withstand it. He gritted his teeth before he slammed his fist on the ground. "Dammit....." He whispered as he held his heart.
 
Garter herself did have some blood dripping from her head as she kneeled amongst the rubble of the area, several burns, and abrasions covering her form and resting an arm atop her leg. Her face was still passive and calm with no actual extended breathing as she keeps her gaze on the boy. "You know, you really lucky you weren't fighting someone else...that type of stunt could have hurt some poor pundit in the audience. Sheesh come for martial artists and seem to be finding anything but, it was kind of in the name but eh not so important now" making an idle gesture around the ring to the crowd as she keeps her look.

He was still conscious at least so that was one thing, this wasn't really the way she had thought her match would go but at this point, it was really time to decide were to come from here so as she pushes her self slowly to her foot she begins to dust the outfit off, seemingly far more durable than most outfits gave it was at least still mostly intact. Sure she could have gone for the traditional gi but as much as she wanted to, she was hesitant on the durability of the fabric in general.
 
Dakon's armor had been damaged but at least it was intact. The shoulder pads on his left was missing due to that whole endeavor and where Garter's knee had been, that bit of armor was breaking apart. He grunted as he struggled to stand. His Super Saiyan 3 form had taken everything out of him and he was panting even more now, having to be hunched over. The form itself was no longer present. Instead, he had gone back to his first form. "I came here to grow stronger....and to inspire another....in the end of this match.....I think....I might've actually enjoyed it..." He admitted. His guard was still up but he didn't expect that to so much since he was practically fatigued.
 
With a click and creak the girl pushes down on her knee, taking a breath as she stands back up to her height and taking a stance once more "There are a few types of strength, hopefully, you might get that, or might be more a retrospective thing" idly rolling her shoulder in her socket "That plus the whole time and a place for it, surrounded by vulnerable onlookers not being one of them...but hey as long as you had fun right?".

Truth be told her approach had been measured, drawn-out and controlled during the fight, meeting the direct power with redirections and technique all while the somewhat serene temperament kept them focused.
 
"I...heh, yeah. I did. I'm...honestly kinda...relieved? I kinda want to keep going but I know I'm in no condition to do so. What say you?" Dakon asked as his form shimmered but other than that, it would've been assuming that he was doing a light show. He had no energy left in him and yet....something in him didn't want to back down from his weakened state. The Saiyan was determined to this either way but he had to be reasonable about this. If they continued, he could possibly die from the wasting of his energy so needlessly.
 

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