>>5663395“HAAAA!!” your sister snarls, throwing another invisible wall of force forward at the defensive position. The impact is tremendous, the barrier shattering and pieces flying back as if your old man had slammed into it with his shoulder at full power. Leaving you wondering how in the world is she doing that? It isn't telekinesis, as that's a more focused application. And it isn't the sorts of shock wave punches thrown by air pressure from a hyper-fast punch. You'll have to ask her about it once this battle's all done. But done she is not, then creating an orb of ki in her hands, then launching it out into the intersection. And not a second later it gets lit up by a hailstorm of bullets from the left side, your sister directing the blast that way. Where it strikes something and explodes, Chaya sending two of her soldiers out guns ready, one examining the remains through the smoke pouring out into the middle while the other looks to the right.
“All clear.” the left-facing one says, followed shortly by the other. The two drop their ready stances, everyone else joining as they head down the right side path. Which goes in a straight line, reaching to a reinforced bunker door and an oddly placed machine on the ground that lights up with the Dreadzone symbol.
“Everyone who needs to, reload here.” Chaya directs them as the screen fades out, returning once more to the announcers.
“And just like that, our former champion Chaya has breezed through another challenge!” Dallas shouts, the audience's roars coming through even louder now. Your daughter, as well as your younger siblings all cheer at this, the announcers taking it out to another commercial break. And as it starts, your daughter turns to you and your wife, stars in her eyes.
“When I grow up, I wanna be a gladiator too! Just like Auntie Chaya!” your daughter declares, you feeling Megumin stiffen immediately as she takes a sharp inhale. No doubt remembering her time as a CAPTIVE of Vox, before your sister freed her.
Well? What do you tell her?
>Tell her that if she wants to be a fighter that it's a lot of hard work every single day, training much harder than you make her do to control her powers>Let her know that going to Dreadzone is something you would rather she not do, but if she does still want to when she's a grown up, you'll support her>Tell your daughter in no uncertain terms that you will not allow her to work for Vox, not as long as you have any say>Defer to Megumin, back up your wife's position as she used to be a gladiator and may have stronger feelings than you about it>Other(write in) 