>>5994200“Well, guess I can't say no.” you say, powering back down to your base form. “Very well, I accept too.”
“YAAAAY! Daddy, can you make a big arena for them?” your granddaughter asks Chilli, running over to him then pointing out to the crater. The one where you'd battled the Time Patrol a year ago.
“Alright, we can do that.” he tells her, raising a hand. You look up, watching as the falling crystals all simply STOP after a certain distance. They hang suspended in the air while the few he doesn't stop drift down to ground level, leaving you wondering how much effort such control over his crystals take? He then flies over, landing down in the center of the crater, placing his right hand down on the ground. “Crystal Magic: Paledrake's Lair!”
Crystals shoot out across the ground from his hand, rapidly forming a rectangular stage for a fight. It resembles the same stage from the Destroyers' tournament, although slightly smaller before he rises up to his feet. As he does, however, your eldest daughter Chaya flies over to him. She lands, then turns to you all and ascends in a burst of gold and azure energy.
“I'll officiate this match! Karn, Trunks, come on down!” she shouts, you grunting a small chuckle. But, before you can go your granddaughter flies up, landing on your left shoulder.
“Good luck Grandpa!” she says, leaning forward and kissing you on the forehead before lifting into the air over you. “Go get him!”
You and Trunks fly the short distance downhill away from the site of the party, landing atop the stage with Chilli and Chaya between you both.
“First one to surrender, land outside this arena, or stay down for a ten-count loses.” Chaya declares as Chilli takes off, flying back over towards everyone watching. “Trunks, ready?”
“Ready.” he replies, taking a stance near-identical to King Vegeta's own. Surprisingly not making any moves towards his sword.
“Dad, ready?” she asks, turning to you.
“Ready.” you reply with a nod, taking your own fighting stance.
“Aaaaaaaaaand.... BEGIN!!” Chaya shouts, dashing back while dropping her arm. Immediately Trunks blitzes towards you, going for a heavy right. Which you deflect with your left forearm, sending his strike out past your shoulder retaliating with a right of your own. He dodges it by leaning back, kicking up at your guts with both heels. Gritting your teeth, you throw your left in the way, but don't make it in time. His kick lands square into your guts, sending you flying.
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