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-Saiyan Conqueror Quest Dynasty Arc Epilogue-
<span class="mu-s">AGE 750, DREADZONE ARENA</span>
“REQUIP!” Erza shouts, her armor changing into the silver-winged armor, a pair of identical swords in her hands. Several dozen also-identical swords suddenly appear around her, pointing out away from her and forming a circle around the mage. “Dance, my blades!”
“This old trick again?” Chaya asks, the teen Saiyan sounding mildly disappointed as she uses her giant sword like a broad fan, blocking and swatting away the much-smaller swords as they fly at her. Even those she doesn't directly hit are swatted away by the sheer wind force coming off her wide blade. She hasn't even transformed into her golden Super Saiyan form yet, still standing where she'd landed from above for her “dramatic” entrance. “C'mon, I've already seen this before.”
“Is Erza actually underestimating Chaya?” your subordinate Viktoria Serebryakov asks, clearly confused by what she's seeing. “Why isn't she using those new armors and weapons the tech guys made?”
“She's scouting Chaya's strength.” you reply, resting casually in your chair as the Saiyan child prodigy and magic swordswoman continue battling below. You are General Tanya Degurechaff, commander of Dreadzone's armies and the number two Exterminator. But you aren't satisfied yet, not with second best. You've been slowly putting the pieces together, building up an unstoppable arsenal to take that brat out and usurp the throne of Champion once and for all. She's nothing more than a thug, high on her own power and clearly is only here to fight and drown in the crowd's adulation. You could do so much more with that position, right now she's just wasting it. “Chaya won't end a fight quickly, not while the crowd is cheering, so she can afford to gauge the Saiyan's strength and see if she's noticeably increased her abilities.”
“But Chaya's not even a Super Saiyan.” 'Visha' says, the woman looking back to Chaya casually swatting the flying swords away with her massive weapon. “How can she tell?”
“Not power. Technique.” you reply, the swords attacking the young Saiyan from all sides. Chaya throws her blade spinning up in the air, crosses her arms, then by throwing them wide somehow fires off an invisible shock wave. All the swords are knocked aside, then without breaking eye contact with the redhead reaches up and catches the weapon.
“Don't you have anything new?” Chaya asks her, and from the girl's body language see that Chaya's getting bored. “This is boring.”
