Destati (AT - CONQUEST)

He was about to go, but not before listening to what Nero had to say. Turns out the person he had just fought and probably the other pink guy on Earth were part of the same race. He agreed that they were tough to fight, but not invincible. Which meant that, if he had continued to claw away at her, eventually he would’ve gotten the upper hand. The secret to defeat them, as Nero pointed out, now Dosu didn’t know what that meant.

“What is ki? Is that a weapon?”

He was sincere in the way he asked, even if it seemed a little silly. Not only was he unable to use it, but where he was from, that very thing was given another name. Back on Hera, the Ishllea tribe referred to it as Lifeforce or Life Current, the body being the conduit in which the current flowed in. Lifeforce was the manifestation of that current, when used to attack or imbue things with. Maybe a little more complicated, but basically the same stuff. Now, to Dosu, the foreign word didn’t mean much at all.

As he was offered the bottle, he took it, smelling it first to see if it was something he’d recognize. Nothing came to mind, maybe it was regular water? The bottle was pretty, though. Despite being strangers to each other, Dosu trusted Nero enough to not think it was anything possibly harmful to him. What’s more, he wasn’t even mad or upset! That was good, but to say he had earned it was maybe a bit much…

“But I didn’t do anything. I didn’t know how to fight her so I couldn’t use my best techniques.”

Or anything that really managed to do visible damage, at least. The matter of his arm being put back into place provoked a reaction in the hybrid, one that Dosu was all too acquainted with. Maybe he even took a bit of pride in that. Apparently, pain was not something enjoyable. He wouldn’t know, since the damage he received gave him the total opposite effects, though it came with another set of consequences. His mood lit up a little, maybe he could brag about it a little.

“Haha! Don’t worry, I don’t feel pain. Never did, even! Though that means I have to keep track of my situation at all times. Even when your friend smashed that boulder on my head, I just felt the pressure, but nothing else.”

Pretty nifty, or not, it really depended on the point of view. Now, Nero was far more understanding of Dosu’s position than the Heran would have believed. Maybe the story could yet come? Not in the same way he had first intended, but winning the highest honor in a galactic tournament would showcase the might of the clan and cement his legacy! Oh yeah, he was now pumped!

“For real?? Hmm, I do think that a showdown between us would be grand. I didn’t even get to fight seriously before I got taken by surprise and crippled. Alright! I will heal my wounds and participate in this tournament.”

With Striker he had also learned to hold back a little for good measure, so he didn’t have to outright kill everyone he fought. The strange ball of Lifeforce. He extended his hand, palm facing up and watched the ball hover slightly above it. As he was pointed the way towards the next village, Dosu nodded.

“You’re right, I don’t know anything about this place! Thank you Nero, I will do that and prepare for the tournament. I’ll see you there! Also tell your orange hair lover I want a proper match too.”

With that said, he’d turn around and walk in the direction he was pointed to. With high spirits, he was setting on another journey!