🔥 The Struggle She Couldn't Break Free From 🔥
Caulifla growled, thrashing violently, but—
It was useless.
Even in Super Saiyan 2, she was caught.
🔥 WHOOSH! 🔥
In a single swift move, Raziel had her.
His tail coiled tight around her waist—
His hands locked her arms in place—
🔥 She COULDN'T move. 🔥
Her heart pounded.
Her muscles tensed.
Her Saiyan instincts screamed to FIGHT.
But his grip was too strong.
Too controlled.
🔥 And then— 🔥
Raziel's voice, smooth and teasing, echoed against her ear—
Raziel: "You know… There's something I don't get... Well... Actually, two things..."
🔥 Caulifla's teeth clenched. 🔥
Caulifla: "Tch… Shut up, Faker—!"
Raziel ignored her.
Raziel: "First… Why do you barely wear clothes?"
His tone was mocking. Amused.
Raziel: "I get that it's your style, but… You're basically half-naked."
🔥 BAD MOVE. 🔥
Caulifla snarled, her aura flaring—
But before she could snap back—
🔥 SOMETHING ELSE HAPPENED. 🔥
A single touch.
A single slow, deliberate movement.
🔥 Raziel's finger. 🔥
Gliding over her torso.
🔥 Caressing her chest. 🔥
🔥 S L O W L Y. 🔥
A shiver ripped through her body—
A reaction she couldn't stop—
🔥 Her face felt HOT. 🔥
Her breathing hitched.
Her mind blurred.
And worst of all—
🔥 Her body REFUSED to pull away. 🔥
This wasn't a fight anymore.
This was something else entirely.
🔥 Caulifla's Saiyan Blood – A Battle She Couldn't Fight 🔥
Her muscles tensed.
Her breath caught in her throat.
🔥 His touch was TOO SLOW. TOO CONTROLLED. 🔥
His fingertip traced down her torso, teasing every inch of skin it passed.
🔥 A dangerous, agonizing rhythm. 🔥
She could feel his breath—just behind her ear.
She could feel his tail—tightening slightly around her waist.
And worst of all—
She could feel her own body betraying her.
🔥 "Tch… D-Don't…!" 🔥
The words barely escaped her lips.
But Raziel?
🔥 HE HEARD. 🔥
And it only made his smirk grow.
Raziel: "Hmm?~ Don't what, girl?"
🔥 BAD MOVE. 🔥
His finger moved HIGHER.
🔥 Tracing back up. 🔥
🔥 Slow. Teasing. PURPOSEFUL. 🔥
Caulifla bit her lip—HARD.
Her mind screamed at her to break free—
To FIGHT—
But her Saiyan blood was raging.
And NOT from anger.
🔥 Her instincts were on fire. 🔥
She was supposed to be in control.
She was supposed to be the dominant one.
🔥 BUT HE WASN'T LETTING HER. 🔥
Raziel: "You got REAL quiet all of a sudden, girl…~"
🔥 His voice was TOO close. TOO smooth. TOO cocky. 🔥
🔥 Caulifla SNAPPED. 🔥
🔥 BOOM! 🔥
Her aura exploded—
Her head THREW BACK—
🔥 SMASH! 🔥
Her skull CRACKED against his face!
Raziel grunted, stumbling slightly.
🔥 WHOOSH! 🔥
She used the moment—YANKING herself free!
🔥 She spun around, her chest heaving. 🔥
Her eyes—wild. Conflicted. FURIOUS.
Caulifla: "Tch… YOU DAMN FAKER—!"
🔥 Her face was RED. 🔥
Not from battle.
Not from exhaustion.
🔥 From HIM. 🔥
And Raziel?
🔥 He was STILL SMIRKING. 🔥
Blood dripped from his lip—but his grin never faded.
Raziel: "Aww~ You're all worked up. You SURE you don't like it, girl?~"
🔥 WHOOSH! 🔥
Caulifla rushed him—AGAIN.
🔥 THIS TIME—🔥
She wasn't just fighting for dominance.
She was fighting to shut him up.
🔥 BECAUSE HE WAS WINNING. 🔥
🔥 The Battle for Dominance – A War Beyond Strength 🔥
Raziel: "Alright… Here you go again~…"
🔥 WHOOSH! 🔥
Caulifla BLITZED forward, her speed tearing through the air—
🔥 BOOM! 🔥
Their fists collided in midair, igniting another rapid-fire clash—strike for strike, blow for blow.
🔥 It was raw. It was intense. It was PURE Saiyan instinct. 🔥
But this time—
🔥 SHE OVERPOWERED HIM. 🔥
🔥 SMASH! 🔥
Caulifla's punch HIT CLEAN, sending Raziel CRASHING straight into the dining room floor.
🔥 BOOM! 🔥
Dust EXPLODED outward.
Plates and tables shattered on impact.
Raziel barely had time to react—
🔥 WHOOSH! 🔥
Caulifla VANISHED—reappearing right above him.
🔥 Her aura flared—
🔥 Her smirk sharpened—
🔥 Her Saiyan pride burned. 🔥
Caulifla: "Ha! Faker! I'M the one who submits! Not the one who GETS submitted!"
🔥 BIG MISTAKE. 🔥
Raziel grinned, wiping dust from his lip.
Raziel: "Well… I DO like having you up~…"
🔥 His tail flicked. His eyes gleamed. 🔥
Raziel: "But I think I'd prefer getting used to being on top of you~…"
🔥 WHOOSH! 🔥
Caulifla's face flared red—
Her lips parted—
Her mind screamed for a comeback—
But before she could say a damn word—
Raziel cut in again.
Raziel: "Also… Your style of clothing really does leave you half-naked, like I said."
🔥 Caulifla's stomach clenched. 🔥
Raziel: "And being this close? Yeah… You REALLY call my attention in…"
His voice dropped lower—dangerous, teasing.
Raziel: "You know what I mean.~"
🔥 Caulifla's heart POUNDED. 🔥
🔥 WHAT THE HELL WAS HE DOING?! 🔥
Raziel: "And another thing… I just noticed you have a tail. But… You didn't before we started being sparring partners."
🔥 SILENCE. 🔥
Caulifla's entire face BURNED.
🔥 And then— 🔥
🔥 SMACK! 🔥
She SLAPPED him—HARD.
Then she crossed her arms, scowling.
Caulifla: "…After every time you healed me, I felt my tail growing back…"
🔥 Raziel's smirk only GREW. 🔥
Raziel: "Well… That's not the only thing I can make you grow~…"
🔥 BAD MOVE. 🔥
Caulifla's scowl TWITCHED.
🔥 She swung for another slap— 🔥
🔥 WHOOSH! 🔥
But this time—
🔥 HE CAUGHT HER HAND. 🔥
🔥 GRABBED HER. 🔥
🔥 LOCKED HER IN PLACE. 🔥
Raziel's tail wrapped around her waist again—
His hands gripped her wrists—
And in one smooth motion—
🔥 HE FLIPPED HER DOWN. 🔥
🔥 BOOM! 🔥
Caulifla was FLAT on her back.
🔥 AND HE WAS ON TOP. 🔥
🔥 Centimeters apart. Again. 🔥
🔥 Waists TOUCHING. AGAIN. 🔥
🔥 BURNING. AGAIN. 🔥
Caulifla gasped—instinctively trying to pull free—
But his grip was iron.
🔥 And worst of all— 🔥
🔥 HER BODY STILL REFUSED TO REACT THE WAY SHE WANTED. 🔥
Raziel leaned in, smirking.
Raziel: "Yeah… I think I prefer it this way~…"
🔥 His eyes trailed lower. 🔥
🔥 His grip didn't ease. 🔥
🔥 And that damn smirk never faded. 🔥
Raziel: "So… Can you tell me why your style of clothes is like this?~"
🔥 THE REAL BATTLE HAD BEGUN. 🔥
🔥 Caulifla's Struggle – A Battle Beyond Strength 🔥
Her heart slammed against her ribs.
Her breath was uneven—
Her body tense—
And worst of all—
🔥 HER FACE WAS STILL RED. 🔥
🔥 "Tch… YOU—" 🔥
She cut herself off.
🔥 Because she realized something. 🔥
Raziel was STILL on top of her.
🔥 Their waists were touching. 🔥
🔥 HIS GRIP WASN'T LOOSENING. 🔥
And yet—
🔥 SHE WASN'T MOVING EITHER. 🔥
WHY?!
Her Saiyan instincts should be fighting back.
She should be breaking free—attacking—flipping him back over—SOMETHING.
🔥 But she wasn't. 🔥
Because SOMETHING WAS WRONG.
🔥 Or maybe— 🔥
🔥 Something was RIGHT. 🔥
Raziel: "You still haven't answered, girl~"
🔥 Caulifla's breath hitched. 🔥
Raziel: "Why do you dress like that?~"
🔥 Her teeth clenched. 🔥
🔥 Her pride BURNED. 🔥
🔥 And YET. 🔥
🔥 SHE COULDN'T LOOK AWAY FROM HIM. 🔥
Her mind scrambled for a response—
Any response—
Something to make him shut up—
Something to turn this back on HIM.
🔥 And then— 🔥
🔥 She smirked. 🔥
Caulifla: "Heh… You sure are askin' a lotta questions about my body, Faker."
🔥 Raziel blinked. 🔥
And for the first time—
🔥 HE hesitated. 🔥
Caulifla: "You into me or somethin'?~"
🔥 SILENCE. 🔥
🔥 Raziel's tail twitched. 🔥
🔥 Caulifla's smirk GREW. 🔥
THERE IT WAS.
🔥 SHE FOUND A WEAK SPOT. 🔥
Raziel: "Pff—"
🔥 BAD MOVE. 🔥
🔥 WHOOSH! 🔥
Caulifla YANKED her arm free—
🔥 And before he could react—
🔥 SMASH! 🔥
🔥 SHE FLIPPED HIM OVER. 🔥
🔥 BOOM! 🔥
Now SHE was on top.
🔥 Now THEIR positions had changed. 🔥
🔥 And SHE was the one pinning HIM down. 🔥
Caulifla: "Heh… What's wrong, Faker?~"
🔥 Raziel's eyes narrowed. 🔥
Raziel: "Oh…? You REALLY think you got control now?~"
🔥 SOMETHING CHANGED. 🔥
🔥 His aura shifted. 🔥
🔥 His smirk RETURNED. 🔥
And suddenly—
🔥 SHE WASN'T SO SURE SHE WON. 🔥