burningvegeta

The words hit the young warrior harder than he or anyone else could have really expected, he may have been a Saiyan but he was no ordinary Saiyan. He wore his heart upon his bloody sleeve. His face became fairly scrunched, his eyes turning comically white in anger whilst holding his fist by his chest shaking fiercely; not at his opponent's words, but of the actions of himself. His body still continued to glow a bright red of sunsetting flames.

The imaginable copies of Krudule disappeared in a flash of red thunder fading into the wind; shuddering at it's blowing howl. He felt his power dispiriting. The Saiyan became still no longer shaking in hesitancy a deaf mute, blocking out the words of he mechanical being, and losing the ability to make a witty reply.

Instantly with the tremendous power of the Kaioken he launched his body throwing a swing punch he had, punched his partner, if that was all he could call her without knowing her name.

"Arhhhh…." He was mute no longer, strangely enough one punch to the androids back became five; dimensional portals had been channeled through his crimsoned technique. With the sheer speed, and complexity of this great attack incoming from all directions apart from the earth itself, the onslaught of fiery Saiyan fists would seem impossible to avoid. After the blitz tornado of Krudule's dynamic advance, his cerise Kaioken Ki faded dissolving slowly into his crimson muscles.

He smiled...lightheartedly.

-4275 remaining.
-2500 Ki used.

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