He finished with a big energy ball that she couldn’t evade. Hanasia fell to the ground. She hadn’t imagined for a second that her opponent wasn’t putting his back into the fight before.
But it couldn’t stay like this. She got up again and faced the demon. The latter was covered in wounds, surely for the first time in his life, but visibly the fight pleased him. He was now smiling, sure of his victory. His pure strength was obviously superior…
Far behind him, Hanasia saw many strange points. She understood by listening to the energy fluctuations that is was a large group of Saiyans, all flying in the same plane, and rather far from each other. A queer formation, especially seen as they stayed immobile. Were they planning what she thought?
She also felt Corrne at their head. They weren’t doing anything. They were waiting and she knew why: she was too big.
She had to tell them. But how? She tried to reach Corrne’s mind. Despite the loss of judgement that came with the transformation into Oozaru, she could compensate with the new precision of her transformation into Super Saiyan. Quite quickly, she could perceive him perfectly. She was in his head.
— Corrne… Corrne!
— Hanas… My queen? Corrne answered aloud.
— Fire, fire! I won’t be hurt!!! she screamed by thought.
— Chiin-Lee Sapindaceae Rosids, said an officer as he entered. I am in charge of the army and can make the decision to have our vessels enter the combat should I judge it necessary.
— I know, answered Chiin-Lee. But don’t.
— The Super Saiyan is an exceptional soldier, but she has just been outdone and there is no way she’ll regain the upper hand. We cannot risk losing her. We must fire, it will deconcentrate him at best.
— You do not realize, that your shots will only create smoke. Both their levels are far above our armies. However, he currently have a small group of Saiyans that can equal several of your salvos in a highly concentrated manner.
— They won’t fire on their queen. Even these barbarians have the sense of…
— Look at the moons! screamed Corrne. He, facing the wall of Saiyans in front, back towards the battlefield and didn’t follow his own order.
The Saiyans, initially far from each other, grew, and thus, found themselves side by side, their feet touching the shoulders of others, forming an acrobat’s pyramid. Except that they weren’t being equilibrists, they were flying, simply put. An immense brown wall seemed to appear suddenly.
- Fire! Fire! The Queen orders it!
And there wasn’t any hesitation. Maybe the small concern that they were putting their queen in danger was eliminated by the adrenaline rush from the transformation into giant apes. Hundreds of maws opened wide, and launched hundreds of megatons of pure destruction towards the battlefield.
Ice Kurima saw the fireballs race towards him. They weren’t heading straight to him, no, they were all going in his direction, along curved trajectories. He was scared, then he laughed. He laughed intensely. Because behind him, there was his gigantic opponent. The Super Thingy was going to take the brunt of it. He turned around to laugh at her face, but he didn’t find her. Not knowing how to feel energies, he had to search for her with his eyes. It was gutting. Such a mass didn’t just disappear like that...!!
A light beneath him attracted his gaze. And a hand caught his ankle. He remembered the humanoid body he had fought before she turned into a giant. The difference was now that she was pink all over, and that she didn’t have her brown tail. She had ripped it off.
Due to stupid curiosity, and not motivated by perverted motives seen as Frost Demons weren’t interested in sex, he wanted to know what his opponent looked like without clothes. And instead of counter-attacking, he lost an instant looking at her.
Hanasia dragged him with force and her aura exploded with power. She dragged him in her movement, to the point where she was able to whirl him around her. And the fireballs from the Oozarus dived on them.
That was where Péronipé, and his boss Chili, lost their lives. The fireballs formed a rather slow but enormous wall, and one hit them. Then, as they fell at the mercy of gravity, they smashed into two more fireballs from a second salvo.
The shooters consumed their energy without restraint. And they spat and they spat again.
Hanasia threw herself onto the attacks and sent her opponent onto each one within reach as much as she could. She smashed him as if holding a twirling baseball bat and hit each fireball like a baseball to be clubbed. Ice Kurima took four attacks full on, then put his arms in front of his face, before being crashed into by another two. He tried lashing out with kicks and his tail, but only reached the extremity of the arm holding him.
Hanasia continued moving with a terrifying precision to evade the fireballs, skim them, and smash them with her “club”.
Ice exploded his aura and the ninth fireballs slipped over him. Losing her balance, Hanasia also took a ball of energy, but she didn’t let go and kept going. She managed to squash on his aura, and therefore weaken it, still many more attacks, before finishing by letting go. He immediately regained his flight, slipping between energy balls.
The two opponents spent the next minute avoiding the salvos that continued until the shooters ran out of energy.
Further way, in the sea, hundreds of explosions caused impressive tidal waves.
Ice Kurima, like Hanasia, was out of breath.