PL: 6,943
Zeni: 4,425
Bonuses:
+7.5% Zeni Boost (Looters)

Opherla rushed over the Northern Mountains with the wind in her hair and her mind focused on one set goal in her mind she needed to accomplish. She needed to get stronger because a tournament was coming up. And because that tournament was coming up, Opherla had to be sure she was ready in all manners of her form and combative capabilities. As such, she was training up in the Northern Mountains, honing her abilities and skills at extreme conditions so she could be prepared for all kinds of combat. The limited air thanks to being higher up in the atmosphere meant she was basically training as if someone was choking her 24/7. The cold environments meant she could train as if battling a foe with the power to try and freeze her on the spot. The rocky terrain beneath allowed her to train if the opponent tried to shift the ground under her feet to get an advantage. And the snow around her, whipping up by the wind, was enough for Opherla to act as if she was dodging bullets or ki blasts. This was an environment she hadn't got to train in before, but she loved it all the same! She enjoyed this thrill of the training that she was now undergoing!

However, as she trained, she couldn't help but feel memories of the past begin to creep back into her mind. One such memory being the night she looked up at a full moon while waiting for the squad to return from a mission they went on with her and Zaks. She wouldn't ever forget it... the blutz waves that she felt coursing through her that night... she couldn't mistake it. Zaks had to avoid looking at the moon because she knew what would happen if she did, and Opherla... Opherla didn't take that advice herself... it was all so fresh... mainly because she still had a fraction of her conscience when she had turned that night...

"Opherla! Calm down, stop looking at the moon!"Zaks' panicked voice exclaimed as she did her best to look away from it while Opherla began to hulk up and change before her mother's eyes, transforming into her own variant of the true beast that lived inside all of the Saiyans... except it wasn't an Oozaru form... it was a form.... of an Okami.

"Mom... it hurts! IT HURTS... It... huuuurrrrrrrRRRRRR.... RRRRRGH... HRR... A... AWRRR.... AWWWRROOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!" The shrill howl of Opherla's transformation echoed through the night as the squad returned just in time.

"...The child... truly has her own form of an Oozaru! Zaks, what the hell!?" Bracchus shouted as he rushed to the scene with his squad.

"I tried! Just get her to calm down, and blast the moon to bits while you're at it! Brace yourselves for one hell of a fight, this won't be easy!" Zaks warned her former squad as one of them took the time to blast the moon apart as Zaks had commanded, as they closed in on Opherla, attacking her from all sides while her fury still remained, as instead of an instant fade, it was a long lasting fade that didn't go away immediately like most Oozaru forms did. The raging Okami that was now Opherla easily knocked down the squad that Zaks served with not long ago, as they were all knocked out of harm's way, before Opherla set her eyes on Zaks and charged, snarling and roaring as.she rushed for her mother to attack and rip into her.

"...Opherla! STOP!" Zaks begged as she threw her guard up... as on command, Opherla suddenly stopped, as Zaks, bracing for the worst, looked up, as she soon saw a panting giant feminine werewolf, looking down at her... with eyes no longer red... but golden. Back to Opherla's natural eye color as she shed tears looking down at her mother.

"Mom... I... I... I'm so sorry, I... Grrh... hrrh.... Urrh.... Uuuunh..." Opherla would suddenly shrink back down to her normal size, thankfully still clothed as she collapsed forward, about to hit the ground when Zaks caught her as Zaks stroked her hair, panting and kissing Opherla's forehead, just thankful she was alright before her squad shook off the damage and walked up to her, as Bracchus folded his arms and let out a small chuckle.

"You were right after all. That kid does show promise, Lucetia. If she can turn into an Oozaru or... whatever the hell that was... Maybe she somehow still qualifies to be a Saiyan of Legend herself one day. You should take pride in that." Bracchus smirked.

"I don't expect your praise. Last week you were ridiculing her over a minor mistake and now you're praising her because she truly is like us. Don't play that bipolar card with me." Zaks snapped at Bracchus who gave her a firm "Hrmph" before they got into their pods to go back to Vegeta.

Opherla gasped as her mind snapped back to reality, as she remembered that night well... she still regretted it to her core that she even charged at her mother with lethal intentions in mind. But regardless of that, it wasn't going to come in between Opherla and her training... In fact, now that she thought about it, now was an absolutely great time to get that beast under control! Before the next full moon rose in the night sky! Taking herself and sitting upon a peak, Opherla began to focus on the tips her mother taught her on taming that sort of beast that resides within her. Taking a deep breath, she entered into herself... and found the core of the beast. The internal struggle was a fierce one as Opherla fought herself, sanity against feralness, to control the rage inside of her. Zaks' teachings passed off to her well enough though, as she was able to quickly dispose of that internal beast. It was hers to control, and she wouldn't let it control her.

It was at that point her senses flared as she watched a ki blast meant to soar into space soaring right at her as her eyes opened wide, as she got up, and brought out her blade, as it sparked with newfound energy of her resolve to tame the beast, her eyes focused on the attack as she would roar into the heavens.

"LYCANSHOTO ARTS... OKAMI.... PARRY!"

After that powerful declaration, Opherla swung her blade forth, sending the blast sparking in an incredibly unstable manner, before it exploded in a brilliant red light in the sky, giving away the fact that Opherla was training up higher, before she focused her senses around the place, before finding someone lower, likely the source of the energy blast considering their power levels were similar in current stature, as she sheathed one of her dual blades and quickly flew herself down to the man that was the source of the blast, as she landed with a hard thud, before she drew her blades.

"What's the big idea chucking balls of energy wherever you want to in the sky, huh? I just about got hit, and would have had I not sensed the attack that was coming. Just who do you think you are, bud?" Opherla asked in a slightly annoyed tone as she twirled the blade in her left hand around as she spoke. One thing she had to admit as she looked at the man before her, he was kinda cute and handsome wrapped up in one package, but she couldn't condone him just launching ball of energy wherever he wanted to. People trained on these mountains, and even if he thought that was going to space? Yeah, it had a fat chance making it there with all the higher mountains around here as she looked disapprovingly at the man before her, named Liek Galswith, as she was likely soon to find out.

WC: 1,330
Learned - ST1 Okami Mastery
-1 TP

Cocky little prick, this one was. Here he was seemingly not even concerned about the fact that there very well could have been SOMEONE else here and he acted like that was the LEAST of his concerns! This guy was striking nerves already, and Opherla's blood boiled because of it. If this guy was really that unempathetic to his surroundings then he was just as bad as the common thugs that roamed this planet. He might have been cute but that wasn't a focus for Opherla anymore, as she growled further upon hearing bis retort in full.

"Princess... PRINCESS, HUH?" Opherla snarled as her Saiyan blood began to boil as her Demon blood aligned with it as she gripped her swords tighter with a fury rising inside of her. This guy definitely had no clue what he was up against, otherwise he wouldn't be so brazen to act like this, now would he? He wanted to push his limits, huh? Is that what it was? Opherla could admire that if she wasn't so pissed off that this guy was INSENSITIVE to the fact that yes, they WERE in the middle of nowhere, which meant that a LOT of people who wanted to train could use this place for their private sessions with no one to intervene with them. That's why there were literal makeshit DOJOs up in these mountains! But oh, it's okay, cuz gotta push the limits, right? Pushing the limits means nothing else matters other than making sure I get stronger! Nah, that wasn't gonna fly. Confirming there was no dojos or people training nearby, Opherla bared her fangs as she chuckled darkly.

"You wanna push your limits, huh? That's all it's about? Then.... hehehehe.... Lemme help ya a bit, pal." Opherla smiled devilishly as she suddenly launched for Liek, landing a fierce knee to his abdomen to begin the battle as she sheathed her blades again for now. She'd try to beat him with her fists only for now as she dashed after the boy, as the attack would shove him away regardless if he blocked or dodged, or took the hit, as Opherla pursued after him at incredible speeds.

"Something you gotta learn, punk!" Opherla yelled at Liek as she kept pursuing him, walloping him more and more through the air as she gave chase with each blow ahe delivered. "My mother, Zaks, taught me that we should respect the land we've been given here even WHEN we want to push ourselves to our limits!" Opherla shouted as she kept pursuing and punching or kicking Liek to continue her assault. "That means, even if no one is around, YOU RESPECT THE AREA AROUND YOU!" Opherla yelled in anger as she would proceed to shoot Liek into the sky as she then slashed the air four times, forming a diamond formation of ki residual with her claw marks as she glared up at Liek. "And I'm about to show you what happens when you violate such sacred laws and defile this land with senseless limit pushing! Let this burn into your mind, and your entire body!"

Of course, Opherla wasn't aiming to kill. That was not her intention, but rather to send a message loud and clear enough that this young punk at least understood it even if he chose not to apologize, as she reeled her fist back, which lit up with ki, as her golden eyes locked on to the man, as did her diamond gateway she formed, as her ki erupted.

"EAT THIS! LYCANSHOTO ARTS... OKAMI.... GATEWAYYYYY!!!!"

With that powerful declaration, Opherla fired off her beam by punching into the space between her claw marks as a diamond beam shot up towards Liek at incredible speeds, screeching through the sky and lighting it up red as it made its way for the boy, as Opherla's eyes and senses focused on the attack and what Liek would do with it. A small part of her was curious what he'd decide to do in this point in time, but she was still more concerned about teaching this asshole a lesson, and she was in prime position to do just that however this would play out.

WC: 699
TWC: 2,029

The boy thought she was brutish and savage, but underlying her movements was a more strategic mannerism of the battle that Liek wasn't able to see just yet, as Opherla would let him have his fun for a little bit before she unleashed the true nature of her purpose behind her seemingly wild attacks. But for now, the manner at hand. She immediately noticed the crystalline structures forming on her leg, as she could sense the ki within them... the question wasn't what she thought they could do. She had a really good indication in the moment for what they should do. She made a mental note about them as she watched Liek evade her strikes. Good. She could actually use what her form was really meant for in this fight.

Getting to the point of her beam getting ready to be launched, she knew he'd be focusing on her beam instead of her. But based on his movements and his mannerisms, Opherla could immediately deduce that her baseless claims were indeed baseless as she smiled. She had done all that in a successful attempt to undermine who he truly was. She heard about him from Zaks, and how crafty he was... this was Liek. The man Zaks wanted her daughter to pick a few techniques up from. They would most definitely be useful if he was already offering so much to her, but for now, Opherla had to focus on her next plan of attack. She punched with her fist, and saw the film ready to detonate. Shifting her weight, an explosion occurred, but it kicked up incredible amounts of dust, and on his sensories he could likely sense she moved. Still, he had fired off the premise she wouldn't, and redirecting those crystals took time.

Opherla quickly looked at her leg as the crystals honed in. Good. Her small ki manipulation managed to keep those alive for a bit. Good. She dodged the ki blasts that were sent for her, before she saw him throw the crystals at her. She jumped, which made them target her leg, testing her theory as she used slight ki manipulation. And bingo. More crystals on her leg. Perfect. Now Opherla would have to maintain them while she fought Liek. As she smiled as he approached, her gaze much softer.

"Apologies, Liek. I mainly opened up like that to test you. My mother's no stranger to betrayals. And I had to make sure she could trust you. By your actions and demeanor, I see she was right about you... Liek Galswith." Opherla smiled before her stance shifted a bit as she watched his incoming fists.




She saw how quick they came in, along with the ki energy behind them that he had used to cause an explosive jolt through her leg that she was able to mitigate. She smirked, now understanding how Liek fought and was more than ready to exploit it as she evaded the blows, allowing the explosions to cause some sheen to form on her body parts, thanks to her ki manipulation keeping them on her body and stable for the most part as she kept evading before seeing her opening, when to most others, there wouldn't be one, as she smiled. "This... is how I truly fight, by the way." Opherla suddenly spoke as a warning.

Taking her hand and slightly deflecting his blow, she suddenly sped in, contacting the young man with a hefty elbow to the midsection. Despite their similar power levels, while Liek went for just contact, Opherla did the same, but her instincts caused her to instinctively put force behind the attack even as she was keeping up with Liek's speed now that she had shifted her stance to her advantage in the situation. She made sure Liek couldn't evade her as she put her leg to where he'd catch his leg on hers even if he tried to fly upwards, as the step also allowed her to reach in with a forearm strike, which caused the film on her forearm to explode on not just her, but Liek as well, using his own techniques against him as Opherla didn't stopped, as her flow allowed her to grapple Liek before he got away, spinning to his backside as she struck with her other forearm, causing another explosion that aided her with a power throw that would bounce Liek off the ground thanks to the force of the throw!

Opherla then flowed herself into a position above Liek as it flowed enough even him moving slightly still got him a stomp to the back to bounce him again with the non-crystallized leg as he was then uppercut higher into the air as Opherla immediately followed afterwards, soon lifting the most crystallized part of her body: Her left leg.

"Remember this? What goes around comes around!" Opherla smiled, as she heel kicked downwards, which caused a MASSIVE explosion due to her adding her own ki to the likely already volatile leg, blowing the both of them harshly backwards as while Liek slammed down, Opherla backflipped through the air, and landed down safely, brushing herself off as she smiled.

"Mom mentioned you were a cunning opponent. Sadly, your initial evaluation of me was off base. As was mine of yours, despite my intentions to see your true character. Opherla Luna is my full name, Mr. Galswith. Pleasure to make your acquaintance." Opherla would greet as she smiled brightly. "Now, shall we keep this going? Or would now be a better time to talk instead?" Opherla asked.

WC: 928
TWC: 2,957

The realization of what had happened finally hit Opherla when she tasted blood as she suddenly felt her mouth and noticed she was bleeding from the mouth. One of the crystals had cut her lip, making her taste blood in her mouth as she noticed the other nicks and cuts from the Broken Arm technique. Her clothes were quite tattered from the explosion but in terms of overall functionality, Opherla was just fine. But it was slightly annoying that this boy seemed to have a very stern God complex about him, pompously almost taunting her with his statements as she cracked her neck, but shoved aside those feelings of anger and disgust as she simply looked at Liek.

"You sure seem confident in the fact you can beat me whatever I may try against you." Opherla remarked. "I suppose I was a bit foolish to try and control your crystals for myself, I merely was trying to see if it would work. Clearly, it won't, so don't expect it again." She remarked. But what was ticking her off the most was the constant. The CONSTANT. Degrading of her style. Not even verbally, she could read all of that in his expressions and eyes, his constant acknowledgement of her "unrefined" style. Despite all the work she put in! All the training she was doing! All the effort she was making to perfect her craft, in this instance this Boy was standing there and acting as a testament to the fact that Opherla WASN'T good enough! That Opherla WASN'T a fighter, or even a refined style in itself. While this boy's intentions were pure, in this instance he had to be the most POMPOUS son of a... ...Well, don't think of the word. Opherla was miffed. She folded her arms as she grit her teeth, trying to hold back her tears. All the praise and effort she's been getting from her mother... was it just to make her feel better? Did her mother lie to her all those times she "improved?" Were all those moments of her gains just meaningless? Has she truly grown at all as a fighter? Has she made ANY progress in her journey to get stronger!? Was she just this weak!? Was she not training right!? Was she not worth ANYTHING!?

All those times of Zaks' words left the mind of the young Demon Saiyan as she entered a state of existential crisis. She ran through her regiment again and again, her techniques again and again, her abilities, her styles, everything... was it all just a farce!? Was her homemade craft just garbage in the face of the entirety of the wide galaxy that was before her!? Would it chew her up and spit her out and obliterate Zaks the minute it got its chance too!? The Phantom Blades, were they weaker than they made themselves to be!?

".......Tch...." Opherla heard not a single word the boy said. Not about their similarities, not about anything, he said at all. Though she did catch the end of his statement as she clicked her tongue, recomposing herself for a second to ask him a question. A question she needed an answer to as she looked at him. "....So what do you see me as." Opherla asked him, in a low tone though he heard every word. What was once her more warrior ready tone had suddenly, seemingly, shattered into the tone of a woman trying to comprehend something, while also being on the edge of breaking down into absolute depression and self-doubt. Liek's words had cut her more than any of his Orgone had. Not formally trained!? The fuck did that have to do with anything!? Opherla's techniques were refined, refined, and refined again to be prepared for any situation..... any situation....

And yet she couldn't even land a clean hit on someone else with similar Power to her.... all because of NON FORMAL TRAINING!?

WC: 655
TWC: 3,612

Opherla's turmoil stopped instantly the minute the boy's entire demeanor changed... what was once his harsh truths and judgments suddenly came words of constructive criticism and support, as Opherla looked at him, full attention now on his words as she listened intently to each one that was said. He immediately began by telling Opherla she was incredibly talented... not the best way to start considering he just criticized her up until this point but it did make her feel a tiny bit better in a way of speaking. But then he went as far as to tell her she was more refined than her mother? That was a farce. The words of flattery helped the mood, but Opherla's humble mind caused her to deny his claim by shaking her head with a small smile.

"Sorry, that's a lie and a half. My mother is far superior to me in every aspect. Even if my style might be more refined than hers, the rest of my shortcomings make her beyond what I'm even able to produce in myself." Opherla admitted with a soft smile as she was at least out of her emotional turmoil for a bit because of it. Then Liek stated that she was holding back. Well, duh. She just met him and she didn't know how much he could take. And that was revealed when he admitted that if she HAD gone all out, she would have easily thrashed him. Hard as that was to believe at first, Opherla finally noticed just how hard Liek was breathing, which indicated while she hadn't used that much energy, he used a lot of it to keep her at bay. So perhaps his words had some merit to them after all...

Liek explained he has much to learn in terms of speaking to others and also honing his craft. Opherla could relate to the latter herself, she always had things to improve upon. But the former caught her slightly off guard. Did this young man grow up alone? Was his home not in the city, but in a sheltered area away from the world? That must mean Opherla was speaking to an equivalent of someone who lived under a rock. This already had her seeing Liek in a much better light, as perhaps he had meant to constructively criticize her before, and only now was doing it properly. Opherla made a note to herself to have them work on that.

Seeing the effects of the battle, Opherla soon sat down on a nearby log as she gestured for Liek to join her. "I can now see just how much that fight took out of you... come on, let's sit and talk. I'd be lying if I said I wasn't a bit tired and expended myself." Opherla honestly admitted, as the adrenaline was now gone and Opherla herself had very labored breathing as she offered for him to even lean on her if he chose to sit with her. Liek would explain to Opherla what he saw her as, and that sealed the deal on getting Opherla back to her old self, as she smiled.

"I thank you for your kind words. But that fight truly showed me just how much stronger I truly need to become..." Opherla admitted as she took a deep breath and looked up at the beautiful sky. "I've been meaning to try and find another teacher, truly I have... the problem is I don't know where to look. My mother and I haven't been on this planet for that long after all. Perhaps you could point me in the right direction of one?" Opherla asked, hoping Liek might know of a Master she could go and learn under.

WC: 621
TWC: 4,233

Opherla was ever so grateful for the information she just received. A Master, here on Earth, who was willing to train her, and someone from Liek's family had already been acquainted with him! Opherla had her hopes incredibly high... until it got to the point of this Master's... quirks. There was a catch to everything, wasn't there? It was no matter to Opherla. The fact he was around was good enough for her to smile at Liek, and give him a big ol' hug!

"Thank you so much for this information!" Opherla beamed with joy and elation in her tone. "I'm going to go over to his place right now and start training anew. Let's stay in contact, okay? We can help each other improve together." Opherla promised Liek before she stood up and stretched out the soreness from the spar the two of them had, as she looked back at Liek with a smile that seemed to shimmer in the snow covered wasteland as she looked back to Liek. "Take care of yourself, alright? When we meet again, we must train in earnest!" Opherla declared as she would take off to the sky to try and find Master Roshi and learn from him, eager to do so, so that she could return and spar with Liek in earnest and with newfound strength. In Opherla's mind, this was the beginning of a beautiful friendship!

WC: 234
TWC: 4,467
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Summary: Spent 1 TP to Learn ST1 Okami Mastery