π₯ The Final Adjustments β And Yet, The Battle Continues π₯
π₯ WHOOSH! π₯
Raziel's fingers moved over the holographic panel, finalizing the last modifications.
π₯ CLICK. BEEP. DONE. π₯
He stepped back, admiring his work.
The armor was now completely black, with strong white plates reinforcing the chest, shoulders, and legs.
π₯ No glowing lights.
π₯ No unnecessary extras.
π₯ Just pure battle-ready efficiency.
π₯ EXACTLY HOW SHE WANTED IT. π₯
Raziel: "Alright, it's done."
He grabbed the armor, lifting it smoothlyβ
π₯ WHOOSH! π₯
π₯ AND WITHOUT WARNINGβ π₯
π₯ HE PLACED IT ON HER HIMSELF. π₯
π₯ "H-Heyβ!" π₯
Caulifla tensed instantly.
π₯ TOO FAST. TOO CLOSE. TOO MUCH. π₯
His hands moved deliberately, adjusting the plates, ensuring the armor molded perfectly to her body.
π₯ AND THENβ π₯
π₯ HIS HANDS WERE ON HER TORSO. π₯
π₯ FULL CONTACT. π₯
π₯ PAT. π₯
π₯ PAT. π₯
π₯ PAT. π₯
π₯ TCHβWAS HE SERIOUSLY PATTING HER DOWN?! π₯
π₯ HER FACE WENT RED. π₯
Caulifla: "T-TCHβF-FAKERβ!"
π₯ BUT HE KEPT GOING. π₯
π₯ AND WORST OF ALLβ π₯
π₯ HE WAS COMPLETELY UNBOTHERED. π₯
His hands pressed lightly over her chest armor, adjusting itβ
π₯ AS IF IT WERE JUST ANOTHER PIECE OF GEAR. π₯
π₯ AS IF THIS WAS NORMAL. π₯
π₯ AS IF SHE WASN'T ABOUT TO EXPLODE. π₯
Raziel: "Alright⦠I think it's adjusted."
π₯ HE FINALLY STEPPED BACK. π₯
Raziel: "And from what I know⦠It shouldn't break."
π₯ BOOM. π₯
π₯ HER FACE. ON FIRE. π₯
π₯ HER BODY. STILL HEATED. π₯
π₯ AND HE JUST SAID THAT SO CALMLY?! π₯
π₯ TCHβ¦ DAMN HIM. π₯
She took a deep breath, trying to shake off the heat crawling up her skin.
π₯ SHE WOULDN'T LET HIM GET TO HER. π₯
π₯ NOT THIS TIME. π₯
Caulifla: "Tch⦠Yeah, well, it better not."
She crossed her arms, turning away slightlyβ
π₯ Not because she was flustered. Nope. Not at all. π₯
Raziel just grinned, watching her reaction with amusement.
π₯ HE KNEW. HE ALWAYS KNEW. π₯
π₯ AND THAT WAS THE WORST PART. π₯
π₯ THIS WAR WAS FAR FROM OVER. π₯
π₯ The First Test β A Challenge She Couldn't Refuse π₯
Raziel: "Hey, girl!~"
π₯ Caulifla's eye twitched. π₯
Raziel: "Maybe you should try the armor?~"
π₯ Tchβ¦ Of course. π₯
Raziel: "If it breaks, I can fix it instantly~"
π₯ HER TEETH CLENCHED. π₯
π₯ WAS HE IMPLYING SHE'D BREAK IT ALREADY?! π₯
Raziel: "So⦠I'd prefer to see if it can handle you~"
π₯ BOOM. π₯
π₯ BAD MOVE. π₯
π₯ SHE INSTANTLY TURNED AROUND. π₯
π₯ HER AURA FLARED. π₯
π₯ HER BODY MOVED ON INSTINCT. π₯
π₯ WHOOSH! π₯
She BLITZED FORWARD.
π₯ FIST. AIMED. STRAIGHT. FOR. HIS. FACE. π₯
π₯ "TCHβLET'S SEE IF YOU CAN HANDLE ME, FAKER!!" π₯
π₯ BOOM!! π₯
Her punch blasted forwardβ
The air CRACKED under the pressureβ
π₯ BUTβ π₯
π₯ WHOOSH! π₯
π₯ HE VANISHED. π₯
π₯ HER FIST HIT NOTHING. π₯
π₯ "TCHβ?!" π₯
π₯ BEHIND HER. π₯
π₯ TOO LATE. π₯
π₯ SMACK! π₯
A flick to the back of her head.
π₯ NOT ENOUGH TO HURT. π₯
π₯ JUST ENOUGH TO HUMILIATE. π₯
Raziel: "Mmm⦠Armor's still intact~"
π₯ BOOM. π₯
π₯ OH, HE WAS DEAD. π₯
π₯ SHE WAS GOING TO KILL HIM. π₯
π₯ WHOOSH! π₯
π₯ SHE SPUN AROUNDβ π₯
π₯ FULL SPEED, KICK AIMED STRAIGHT FOR HIS CHEST. π₯
π₯ LET'S SEE HIM DODGE THISβ π₯
π₯ BOOM!!! π₯
π₯ CONTACT. π₯
π₯ HE BLOCKED IT. π₯
π₯ WITH ONE HAND. π₯
π₯ TCHβDAMN HIM. π₯
Raziel: "Not bad~ Butβ¦"
π₯ HIS GRIP TIGHTENED. π₯
π₯ SHE FELT IT. π₯
π₯ A SUDDEN PULL. π₯
π₯ "T-TCHβWAITβ" π₯
π₯ WHOOSH!! π₯
π₯ HE SPUN HER MID-AIRβ π₯
π₯ AND THENβ π₯
π₯ BOOM! π₯
π₯ SHE CRASHED STRAIGHT INTO THE WALL. π₯
π₯ DUST SETTLED. π₯
For a momentβ
π₯ SILENCE. π₯
Thenβ
π₯ A DEEP CHUCKLE. π₯
Raziel: "Still holding up~"
π₯ HER EYE TWITCHED. HARD. π₯
π₯ SHE DIDN'T EVEN CARE ABOUT THE ARMOR ANYMORE. π₯
π₯ SHE WAS GOING TO WIPE THAT DAMN SMIRK OFF HIS FACE. π₯
π₯ ONE WAY OR ANOTHER. π₯
π₯ A Battle of Instincts β Strength vs. Control π₯
π₯ WHOOSH! π₯
Caulifla BLASTED FORWARDβ
π₯ HER SUPER SAIYAN AURA FLARING WILDLY. π₯
Her fists flew at him in rapid successionβ
π₯ LEFT. RIGHT. HOOK. STRIKE. π₯
Butβ
π₯ HE WAS STILL TOYING WITH HER. π₯
π₯ DODGING EFFORTLESSLY. π₯
π₯ SMIRKING THE WHOLE TIME. π₯
π₯ TCHβDAMN HIM. π₯
π₯ ENOUGH. π₯
π₯ BOOM!! π₯
π₯ HER POWER SURGED. π₯
π₯ SUPER SAIYAN 3. π₯
π₯ LONG GOLDEN HAIR. LIMITLESS RAGE. π₯
π₯ NO HOLDING BACK. π₯
π₯ WHOOSH! π₯
She VANISHEDβ
π₯ AND REAPPEARED RIGHT IN FRONT OF HIM. π₯
π₯ TOO FAST TO DODGE. π₯
π₯ BOOM!!! π₯
π₯ HER PUNCH LANDED CLEAN. π₯
π₯ STRAIGHT TO HIS CHEST. π₯
π₯ SMASH! π₯
Raziel CRASHED INTO A WALL.
π₯ DUST EXPLODED EVERYWHERE. π₯
π₯ SILENCE. π₯
π₯ DID SHE GET HIM? π₯
π₯ NO. π₯
π₯ WHOOSH! π₯
π₯ HE VANISHED. π₯
π₯ TCHβWHEREβ?! π₯
π₯ SUDDENLYβ π₯
π₯ SHE FELT IT. π₯
π₯ HIS HANDS. π₯
π₯ UNDER HER ARMS. π₯
π₯ LIFTING THEM UP. π₯
π₯ LOCKING HER IN PLACE. π₯
π₯ AND THENβ π₯
π₯ HIS HANDS MOVED. π₯
π₯ STRAIGHT TO HER TORSO. π₯
π₯ DIRECT CONTACT. π₯
π₯ BAD MOVE. π₯
π₯ VERY BAD MOVE. π₯
Caulifla froze, eyes wide, heart hammering.
π₯ "TCHβ!!" π₯
Raziel: "Yeah⦠You really are a flat girl."
π₯ BOOM. π₯
π₯ HER FACE TURNED RED INSTANTLY. π₯
π₯ WHAT. π₯
Raziel: "And yetβ¦"
π₯ HE LEANED IN. π₯
π₯ TOO CLOSE. AGAIN. π₯
Raziel: "One of the most heated ones~"
π₯ BOOM. AGAIN. π₯
π₯ WHAT DID HE MEAN BY THAT?! π₯
Raziel: "Just look at yourself. You're burning up."
π₯ SHE HATED THAT HE WAS RIGHT. π₯
π₯ SHE HATED EVEN MORE THAT HE KNEW IT. π₯
Raziel: "You might just explode like a grenade~"
π₯ HER TEETH CLENCHED. π₯
π₯ ENOUGH. π₯
She thrashed against his gripβ
π₯ BUT HIS HOLD WAS IRON. π₯
π₯ HIS TAIL HAD HER WAIST LOCKED IN PLACE. π₯
π₯ TCHβOF COURSE. π₯
π₯ BUT TWO COULD PLAY THIS GAME. π₯
π₯ WHOOSH! π₯
π₯ HER TAIL MOVED. π₯
π₯ COILING AROUND HIS WAIST. π₯
π₯ AND THENβ π₯
π₯ SHE YANKED. HARD. π₯
π₯ BAD MOVE. π₯
π₯ VERY BAD MOVE. π₯
π₯ BECAUSE HE MOVED WITH IT. π₯
π₯ CLOSER. π₯
π₯ WAY TOO CLOSE. π₯
π₯ HIS FRONT PRESSED AGAINST HER BACK. π₯
π₯ HER BODY WENT STIFF. π₯
π₯ WHATβ?! π₯
Raziel: "Oh?~"
π₯ HIS TONE. TOO AMUSED. TOO SMUG. π₯
Raziel: "So you're one of those, huh?~"
π₯ BOOM. π₯
π₯ WHAT THE HELL DID THAT MEAN?! π₯
Raziel: "I see now why you mentioned your 'requirements' for a male Saiyan~"
π₯ BOOM. AGAIN. π₯
π₯ STOP TALKING. π₯
π₯ STOP TALKING. π₯
π₯ STOP TALKING. π₯
Raziel: "If you like a guy who's stronger than youβ¦"
π₯ HER STOMACH FLIPPED. π₯
Raziel: "Who can handle you easilyβ¦"
π₯ HER FACE BURNED. π₯
Raziel: "Then it's only natural that youβ"
π₯ "TCHβSHUT UP, FAKER!!!" π₯
π₯ WHOOSH!! π₯
π₯ SHE SUMMONED EVERY OUNCE OF POWER SHE HADβ π₯
π₯ AND BLASTED HIM AWAY. π₯
π₯ BOOM!!! π₯
Raziel was forced back, landing effortlessly on his feet, laughing.
π₯ HE WAS STILL SMIRKING. π₯
π₯ LIKE HE WON. π₯
π₯ LIKE HE ALWAYS WON. π₯
π₯ TCHβ¦ DAMN HIM. π₯
Caulifla panted, her hands clenched into fists, her tail twitching.
π₯ SHE HAD TO END THIS. π₯
π₯ SHE HAD TO WIN. π₯
π₯ BECAUSE IF SHE DIDN'Tβ¦ π₯
π₯ SHE DIDN'T KNOW WHAT SHE'D DO NEXT. π₯
π₯ The Line Between Battle and Something Else π₯
π₯ SILENCE. π₯
π₯ Tension. π₯
π₯ THICK. UNBEARABLE. π₯
Caulifla's breath was heavy, fists clenched so tight her knuckles turned white.
π₯ HER FACE WAS STILL HOT. π₯
π₯ HER BODY STILL BURNED. π₯
π₯ AND HE WAS STILL STANDING THERE. π₯
π₯ STILL SMIRKING. π₯
Raziel tilted his head, watching her reaction, studying her.
Thenβ
π₯ HE MOVED. SLOWLY. PURPOSEFULLY. π₯
π₯ WHOOSH! π₯
In an instant, he was behind her again.
π₯ "TCHβ!" π₯
π₯ NOT THIS AGAIN. π₯
Caulifla spun around to punch himβ
π₯ BUTβ π₯
π₯ HE CAUGHT HER WRIST. π₯
π₯ AND PULLED HER IN. π₯
π₯ WAY. TOO. CLOSE. π₯
π₯ BAD MOVE. BAD MOVE. BAD MOVE. π₯
π₯ HER BODY FROZE. π₯
π₯ WHY THE HELL DID SHE KEEP FREEZING?! π₯
Raziel: "Tch⦠So aggressive, girl~"
π₯ HIS VOICEβLOW. SMOOTH. MOCKING. π₯
π₯ TOO DAMN CALM. π₯
Raziel: "What happened to all that fight, huh?"
π₯ HIS HAND MOVED. π₯
π₯ SLOWLY. DELIBERATELY. π₯
π₯ DOWN HER ARM. π₯
π₯ OVER HER SHOULDER. π₯
π₯ AND THENβ π₯
π₯ ACROSS HER WAIST. π₯
π₯ BAD. MOVE. π₯
Caulifla's body tensed so hard she thought she'd snap.
π₯ "T-TCHβWHAT THE HELL ARE YOUβ?!" π₯
π₯ HE DIDN'T STOP. π₯
π₯ HIS FINGERS PRESSED FIRMLY INTO HER SIDE. π₯
π₯ JUST ENOUGH TO MAKE HER FEEL IT. π₯
π₯ JUST ENOUGH TO MAKE HER SQUIRM. π₯
Raziel: "Mmm~ You're all wound up again."
π₯ BOOM. π₯
π₯ HER FACE WENT RED AGAIN. π₯
π₯ AND THE WORST PART? π₯
π₯ HER BODY TWITCHED. π₯
π₯ SHE HATED THIS. π₯
π₯ SHE HATED HIM. π₯
π₯ SHE HATED HOW HER BODY KEPT REACTING. π₯
Raziel: "You know, girl~"
π₯ HIS TONEβTOO RELAXED. TOO CONTROLLED. π₯
Raziel: "You talk big about being dominantβ¦"
π₯ HIS FINGERS DRAGGED SLOWLY OVER HER WAIST AGAIN. π₯
π₯ HER WHOLE BODY SHIVERED. π₯
π₯ NO. NO NO NO. π₯
Raziel: "But you react too much."
π₯ BOOM. π₯
π₯ BAD. MOVE. π₯
π₯ SHE SNAPPED. π₯
π₯ WHOOSH! π₯
π₯ HER KNEE FLEW UPβ π₯
π₯ STRAIGHT FOR HIS STOMACH. π₯
π₯ LET'S SEE HIM LAUGH THIS OFFβ π₯
π₯ BUTβ π₯
π₯ HE CAUGHT HER LEG. π₯
π₯ WITH EASE. π₯
π₯ TCHβDAMN HIM. π₯
Raziel: "Tch~ Desperate, are we?"
π₯ BOOM. π₯
π₯ OH, HE WAS DEAD. π₯
π₯ SHE WAS GOING TO KILL HIM. π₯
π₯ WHOOSH! π₯
π₯ SHE SWUNG HER FIST AGAINβ π₯
π₯ BUT HE MOVED. AGAIN. π₯
π₯ TOO FAST. π₯
π₯ TOO CONTROLLED. π₯
π₯ AND NOW HE WAS BEHIND HER AGAIN. π₯
π₯ DAMN HIM. π₯
π₯ AND THENβ π₯
π₯ HIS HANDS WERE ON HER WAIST AGAIN. π₯
π₯ FIRM. PURPOSEFUL. UNAPOLOGETIC. π₯
π₯ SHE FELT HIS BREATH AGAINST HER EAR. π₯
π₯ BOOM. π₯
Raziel: "Mmm~ Yeah. You're fun to mess with, girl."
π₯ BOOM. AGAIN. π₯
π₯ TCHβTHAT'S IT. π₯
π₯ SHE WAS ENDING THIS. π₯
π₯ NOW. π₯
Caulifla: "TCHβFAKER, I SWEARβ!!"
π₯ WHOOSH! π₯
π₯ SHE SUMMONED A BLAST OF PURE ENERGYβ π₯
π₯ BUTβ π₯
π₯ HE WAS GONE. π₯
π₯ JUST LIKE THAT. π₯
π₯ AND WHEN SHE LOOKED UPβ π₯
π₯ HE WAS ACROSS THE ROOM. π₯
π₯ SMIRKING. AGAIN. π₯
π₯ LIKE HE WON. π₯
π₯ LIKE HE ALWAYS WON. π₯
Raziel: "You should really work on that temper, girl~"
π₯ BOOM. π₯
π₯ HER BLOOD BOILED. π₯
π₯ SHE WAS DONE. SO DONE. π₯
π₯ SHE WAS GOING TO WIN THIS, NO MATTER WHAT IT TOOK. π₯
π₯ EVEN IF IT KILLED HER. π₯