Post by Deleted on Apr 15, 2013 15:23:25 GMT -5
Everything had gone horribly wrong.
Her minion, Tsurei had underestimated his opponents and paid the price.
Zither had never even showed, the coward.
Only Aranea remained, and she was too wrapped up in her new pet to kill anyone.
The Elder had managed to escape with his life, creating the Dragonballs before she could stop him. Two Namekians had fused, increasing their power tenfold in seconds. Add him to the elder's ragtag group of fighters, and even she knew that her chances against them were slim at best.
She floated, looking down upon the green land, a frown marring her full lips. Her staff was in her hand, whispering sweet words of blood and fire to her. But for once, she ignored the very thing that had granted her this power. Namek was lost to her for now, maybe had been from the beginning. She had been lured by Zither's talk of the powerful, but yielding Namekians. How she could bend them to her will. When she found that slime, he would pay dearly for causing her this embarrassment. Without a word, she raised the staff to the sky. The air crackled visibly with her power, the staffs power. Inky treadles moved across the sky, returning to the staff and to her. Even though the embarrassment, Aburacaa couldn't help the moan of ecstasy at the feeling of such power flowing through her once more. Soon, no darkness was left in the sky. No barrier was made around the green planet. With one last look of disdain, Abcuracaa disappeared.
For now.
NAMEK UNLOCKED. Get your asses off the planet.