>>5956759"She's right here. I had thought to originally kill the old crone as payback for sealing my favorite vassal. Between him and that upstart Garlic Senior, I thought for sure that the earth would be under my control. But alas, Kami had to intervene through Mutaito and his accursed seven mystics of light. " As she says this, Grandma Fanfan's voice drops in octaves as it becomes low and throaty. Its cadence and timple were enriched by the now sultry voice.
Her current attire which comprised of a long-sleeved dark blue qipao dress that also doubles as a Dogi. That also reaches towards her upper thighs, with white trimmings and a white circular design on the back. symbolizing her school the origins of the Orin temple and her legacy as Master Mutiato's student. It is tied with a red obi sash, in her youth she wore dark purple spats underneath, but nowadays she wears matching baggy dogi trousers and the same kung fu shoes as you. All of that started to exude a rather dark, malicious aura as it gave a menacing black air around her. Darkening the clothing to match the pitch-black monochrome style of her ki. It was enough to force you on the defensive as she faced you properly.
"But then I had an idea. Simply killing her wouldn't be enough to satiate my anger, even if it would lessen the power fueling the seal on Lord Piccolo. No, no no. I think it's much better to corrupt one of the seven mystics and murder the rest through their hands. "Catching herself in the middle of her monologue, the dark, shadowy figure finally turns to you as her purple hair starts to blacken. Parts of it bleach itself as it turns into a ghostly white to contrast with her pitch-black strands of hair. Two large tufts of it curving upwards on both sides of her head in what resembles a pair of horns. Looking more like a demon in human form with her pale, alabaster skin further accentuating her eerie, unsettling presence. "Ah, I should probably name myself. I am Lady Guruma, leader of the Dark Vassals. Ruler of Land of Gurumes, and with this Dragon Jewel, I'll soon become the harbinger of the next glorious reign of the Demon Clan Alliance (Serpernts/Makyoians [Garlic's clan] Nameks [Dark Namekians], and Majins)."
Your eyes almost widened at the reveal as you did your best to keep your emotions from showing beyond those eyes. Yet in that moment, Guruma would catch that look of dread as you try to steel yourself firmly. "That's not going to happen, I promise you that."
"Oh, but it will. It's destiny after all. Sure, it might be two years too early. But why wait till then for Oden's help when I'm more than enough." Guruma smiles, crackling her hand as it darkens to form a demonic claw. "I'll give you a chance to run with your life. But leave your dragon balls behind, I'm sure we can find a use for them."