Post by Maxsuz Argin on Mar 4, 2024 20:49:29 GMT -5
The human noted all the information being given to her down on her scouter and said she would be coming to Namek meet the Mazoku Daimao, Marimba, in a couple of days. Kimono placed her hand on her stomach right afterwards, still feeling intense pain from the only blow the Argin had landed on her. She told Maxsuz she would be leaving, wishing him good luck on his recruitment efforts.
"Thank you, my pupil, but I believe this visit has already given me the results I was looking for. Regardless, you are right in leaving. The internal bleeding on your abdomen needs patching up right away, before you end up passing out from blood loss."
Despite her hurry to have that wounded dealt with, the new apprentice still found the need to defend her race from slander, stating humans would never give up or back down from a true opponent, and that their courage was unmatched.
"Backing down is not a sign of being weak, my dear. Not when you can regroup and grow stronger to win the war in the end. But we are not here to discuss ideologies, are we? You want power, and that I can offer you in exchange for undying loyalty."
That said, the human turned around and moved away from the himônus on her wheelchair. Around that time, the dust in the arena had settled enough for all onlookers to see what had happened, and how the himônus was left unphased by that monstrous display of destructive power just some minutes later from Kimono. There was soon a crowd of mercenaries, adventurers and other warriors present lining up to join the Mazoku clan one way or the other. In fact, it was more attention than the Argin even wanted from a bunch of no names. His contempt was made clear with a sigh.
"Weaklings, the lot of you. I am only interested in those with potential. You ought to show me some, or get out of my face. Let us do this: all of you will fight me at once. Those who are still standing after five minutes can join me."
With that, the recruitment mission from Otama had been a total success, and he had just acquired a personal pupil to train and mold in his image. Time would tell if she would leave to her promise, or if he would dispose of her later. Which the outcome was, he was pleased.
"Thank you, my pupil, but I believe this visit has already given me the results I was looking for. Regardless, you are right in leaving. The internal bleeding on your abdomen needs patching up right away, before you end up passing out from blood loss."
Despite her hurry to have that wounded dealt with, the new apprentice still found the need to defend her race from slander, stating humans would never give up or back down from a true opponent, and that their courage was unmatched.
"Backing down is not a sign of being weak, my dear. Not when you can regroup and grow stronger to win the war in the end. But we are not here to discuss ideologies, are we? You want power, and that I can offer you in exchange for undying loyalty."
That said, the human turned around and moved away from the himônus on her wheelchair. Around that time, the dust in the arena had settled enough for all onlookers to see what had happened, and how the himônus was left unphased by that monstrous display of destructive power just some minutes later from Kimono. There was soon a crowd of mercenaries, adventurers and other warriors present lining up to join the Mazoku clan one way or the other. In fact, it was more attention than the Argin even wanted from a bunch of no names. His contempt was made clear with a sigh.
"Weaklings, the lot of you. I am only interested in those with potential. You ought to show me some, or get out of my face. Let us do this: all of you will fight me at once. Those who are still standing after five minutes can join me."
With that, the recruitment mission from Otama had been a total success, and he had just acquired a personal pupil to train and mold in his image. Time would tell if she would leave to her promise, or if he would dispose of her later. Which the outcome was, he was pleased.
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Final Stats
Stats | Traits | Sparkings ▰ | Items |
▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰ 250% | Extraterrestrial ▰▰ | Frenzy | Hetap ▰ |
▰▰▰▰▰▰ KP | Durability ▰ | Fenoraga | |
▰▰▰▰▰▰ MP | Out of This World | ||
108.100 PL | Tenacious ▰ | ||
Normal | Trump Card ▰ |