>>6108296“Get up, I don't need your life. You may keep it. But I do require your time.” you tell her, the woman looking up curiously. Cautiously, slowly she pushes herself up onto her six limbs, then onto her feet, head still bowed to you. “You're mine for the next bit, my students need a new training dummy for the day. And I'll cover her tab, it's on me. Let the accountants know and have them pay out accordingly.”
“Of course, General Karn.” salutes the barkeep, more than happy to know the tab will be paid, while the Shokan woman seems mildly worried.
“Ah...I...Very well, your will be done.” she answers, you then turn, facing the King.
“Hold the next petitioners.” King Vegeta orders, meeting your gaze. “So, I take it the Tuffles are finished?”
“Yes, my king.” you say, several of the Royal Guard muttering in shock. Even the old barkeep freezes in place, realizing that name immediately. You tell your king everything, from the plan going off flawlessly, Chaya's arrival and landing the finishing blow to Raditz and Redis, as well as their unborn child being freed of the remaining parasites. Then you tell him, telepathically this time, of the difficulty Arctus is having, and how he's not expecting results anytime soon.
“Very well. Thank you, General Karn. Is there anything else?” he asks, to which you sh ake your head. “Then you are dismissed. I sense your students already gathering, I would reckon it is about time.”
“Seems like it. Thanks.” you tell him, then turn to the woman. “Can you fly?”
“Yes.” she answers simply, you nodding to her.
“Good. Follow me.” you tell her, striding towards the large double doors opposite the king's throne. She falls in step behind you, matching pace as the two guards stationed there open the doors. Emerging out onto the steps, you see dozens of beings, not all Saiyans, gathered. Each no doubt here to petition the king about some wrongdoing or other, to have his judgment and verdict on their conflicts. Several all step back in fear as they see you in this form, you hearing several hushed, confused whispers as you take to the air, the Shokan woman following behind you. You lead her towards the training grounds where your family and students are gathering, deciding to fill her in on the task ahead. “My students will be adding certain moves to their training today, and you will serve as their training dummy. With four arms, instead of two, you'll be able to last twice as long before needing my daughter's power to heal your injuries.”
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