It’s Basilea.
>Common Knowledge! BASILEA>Peppa's rival, a demon princess who time traveled from the future to beat up Peppa when she was much younger. Kinda lame! But she stuck around, and over the years, she has grown taller and stronger... and still managed to lose every fight she's been in! Had some moderate success in the Tag Tourney from Fu carrying her. Went to jail for trying to blow up all dragon balls, and once freed she mostly goes on random adventures due to having a lack of direction and goals, and does not have much of a home in the future to return back to. The Future Version of Peppa killed her dog or something, it was left vague but Basilea still wears an animal skin she's fond of.Peppa asks the cyborg boy, “And why are you looking for the monster?”
“That monster killed my family.”
Peppa stubs her toe on a root, and pauses her gait. “She did?”
“Yes. A real dick about it too."
"..." She turns to the boy, her eyes shadowed by her bangs, “I’m sorry.”
The boy shakes his head. “Don’t be, the only one who has to be sorry is the monster.”
“Well, I wish you luck with finding her.” With that, Peppa turns away once more.
She hears that the boy has stopped following after her. Good. She had really wanted some alone time this evening, hence the walk.
But to her confusion, she hears a metallic clack, then the sound of a woosh. A metal hand comes down and grips her shoulder in a vice.
“Oh, you’ll wish me more than luck finding her.”
https://youtu.be/vioi4mgj-pcPeppa inspects the robot hand connected by a cable, going to the boy’s mega buster arm. She clicks her tongue. “Rude.”
The boy wags a finger at her. “Now, when This Great Mercenary was describing the monster, not once did he describe a woman. No one would think This Great Mercenary was describing a woman, but you did.”
Peppa’s face twists. “...you’re a what-now?”
The boy grins. “If This Great Mercenary told you, he’d have to kill you!” He braces himself, and his chains start pulling.
Peppa plants the power pole in the ground, and stands tall. “You just did!”
The boy tugs with his arm. “Huh, I did?”
Peppa tugs back. “Yes!”
“Guess that means you’re dead,” the boy reasons out... then grins. He shrugs, the chain going slack. “But This Granter of Mercy will spare you in exchange for you telling me where I can find the monster.”
Peppa tugs at the metal hand, but it only tightens its grip in response. She tries to fry it with ki, makes it uncomfortably warm. Telekinesis doesn't work, the electromagnetism can subvert it. The claw's going nowhere for now, and she's still iffy on teleporting.
>Quick Recap: The last couple of times Peppa tried to use Instant Transmission, it didn't go well. Without the right headspace for it, she almost phased out of existence the first go around, and the second time she collided heads with her girlfriend and made her late for school, all that was missing in that was a slice of toast in their mouths. 