Lady Lilli
Against all odds, the saiyan child, on the very edge of tumbling out of bounds, executed a breathtaking recovery. He twisted, a sudden, powerful coil of muscle, seizing control of his plummeting momentum mid-air.
"Impressive," Lilli breathed, the word barely a whisper, intended only for Rutaba's ear, if even that. Lilli remained a pillar of unyielding vigilance; her eyes locked onto the saiyan as he zig zagged blazing across the sky. Her stance, a silent dance with the earth, subtly shifted, every fiber of her being attuning itself, poised for her next strike.
Rutaba: "You’re smart, Lilli!" Rutaba’s voice, a booming challenge, tore through the air, he bellowed, praising his opponent even before their battle concluded.
"But you think too much!"
A faint smirk played on Lady Lilli's lips. Her opponent couldn't have been further from the truth; she didn't
think so much as she
reacted, each response a perfectly timed and calculated counter. Having spouted his nonsense, Rutaba instantly rocketed towards the earth. Despite his supernatural speed, Lilli's gaze remained locked, effortlessly tracking his descent. As he plunged, a formidable stone fist, crackling with Lilli's concentrated ki, erupted from the ground. It surged upwards, aimed squarely at the Saiyan child's face, poised to intercept his headlong rush towards the ring. If this attack connected, it would weaponize his own momentum, slamming him into a ki-reinforced, unyielding surface. The Saiyan child was utterly unprepared for a strategist like Lady Lilli. Her uncanny ability to read an opponent's movements alone made her a terrifying force, and with the power to manipulate the very earth beneath them, she transformed the battlefield into her personal domain.
"And you don't think at all, do you!?" Lilli's voice cut through the air, a sharp taunt directed at Rutaba, laced with a rhetorical challenge. Her hand shot up, clenching into a fist as she wound up for what she was certain would be the knockout blow.
"CHAAAAA!!!!!" she roared, unleashing her battle cry, absolute certainty of victory ringing in her voice. The celebration was already beginning in her mind.
