>>6086151“I'm not. Done.” she says, panting and barely standing but not giving up. “I can. Still. Fight.”
“Mom...” Kaliflor says, clearly conflicted at seeing her mother's struggle. She wants her to win, but also clearly doesn't want her mother hurt.
Your father, meanwhile, seeing this doesn't get cocky or try and rush her down, instead simply retakes his fighting stance. Not pressing the obvious advantage, choosing instead to take the patient, methodical approach.
“That's some good determination. Alright, let's end this!” he declares, you seeing a smile on his face. He's enjoying this fight. “Come at me with everything you've got!”
Aisha, with the last of her strength lunges, swinging both paws full of claws at your father. But he catches her by her wrists, twisting into the dropping shoulder throw he taught you and all your siblings when you were little. Spinning back with his left and dropping down to that knee, he uses his shoulder and her arms like a lever, swinging the rest of her body over his head and sending her crashing down to the grassy ground outside the fighting stage. A clean, indisputable ring out.
“See? My dad wouldn't purposefully severely injure her, he's a pro.” you say, grabbing her hand and lifting into the air as the cheers start from the sparse crowd, Kaliflor following along. You land beside them as your father speaks, Kaliflor scooping up her mother.
“Come on momma, let's go.” Kaliflor says, but before flying away turns her focus to your Daddy. “General.”
“Kaliflor. You fought well as well.” he tells her, your dad giving her high praise before she nods, lifting off into the air and back towards her people. Your niece and nephew charge him excitedly, everyone celebrating a moment before heading back to his ship. Where you slip away, going to grab the floating camera. It's where you'd left it with Orlen, the trusty mod having already downloaded and sent the data to Vox himself. You thank him, taking it and focusing your ki sense, find Vox and teleport to him with Instant Transmission. Appearing in his office as he's speaking with his second-in-command, Tanya.
“Hey Tanya, heya boss.” you say, setting the camera down on his desk, as well as taking the scouter off and placing it beside it. “Got some great footage, especially of Kaliflor's new form. I bet I can get here her for a fun gauntlet or arena match, since the Ctarl-Ctarl are gonna be staying on our world for the next couple of days.”
