Salada returned, as demanded by her king, but not to the palace. No, she had received word a day in advance to make haste the the Oozaru wastes fore it would be there that she would demonstrate her mastery of the technique. The grin the elite warrior had on her face as she stepped out into the wasteland was only a shadow of the pride she felt swelling inside. The ability to access the Great Ape transformation whenever she wished... What a POWER! Among the elite, the power of the Great Ape was often seen as a last resort, looked DOWN upon even, viewed as revolting or difficult to control, something unbecoming of an upper-crust warrior like them. Why would they need to depend upon power reliant on some third-party factor and take a form that was nothing less than a rampaging beast...?

    ...Because that's not all it was. Salada knew from the moment that she gazed upon her own hand-made moonlight and felt the ape awaken inside... that there was SO MUCH MORE than just the beast. She felt her strength MULTIPLY, her size explode in consort, her form shift and warp to resemble some kind of demonic simian-creature... and it felt so GOOD! What were they talking about, up there in the capital? The Great Ape was only for low-borns? That they need not rely on the power!? HOGWASH! This was what their people were MADE FOR! Salada felt the strength in her hands to crush entire PLANETS when she wore that body, the MIGHT to blow massive astral bodies to SPACE DUST with one beam from her throat!

    ...It was intoxicating... It was POWER... She needed it... and wanted more.

    Unlike her collegues, she saw the Great Ape as a gateway to MORE than just what it was on the surface. Surely, with the right training, focus, and talent, she could make MAXIMUM use out of the Great Ape transformation and perhaps even mold it into so much more. She could see it now, taste it... feel it's touch upon the horizon.

    But that was for the future. For now, Salada, using her scouter as a guide, would arrive in the middle of the wasteland. There was nothing here but dirt and sand, the occasional messa off in the distance, nothing worth worrying about. The Kingdom of Vegeta was well and truly far away and only the most reckless of attacks would reach it, if given the chance.

    There stood the king, his white cape billowing in the wild, plains breeze. Even here, with his regal regalia glistening in the harsh sunlight, did the Saiyan monarch appear as regal and harsh as he did cloaked in the shadows of his castle. The first thing Salada did upon approaching her lord was drop to one knee and bow her head, showing her respect to the man who helped carve a place int he universe for their people... and feed it an endless supply of battles to fight.

    "Rise." Declared King Braccus. Salada did so. "It is time. Show me what you have learned."

    ...And so, Salada would. Raising her hand, the elite would grimace as she gathered the energy into a sphere above her hand! It wasn't like forming any energy sphere... After all, this wasn't a weapon, exactly. She needed to focus her power, form it and burble it up in such a way that it formed something new, almost like a receiver, a mirror that could refract light in the way that was necessary! Salada imagined it almost like she was forming a moon in it of itself with her ki, imagining the energy of bluntz-waves flowing from within and into the sphere she held. When she was ready, she allowed the power inside to be given form and, in that moment, a flaming silver sphere hovered above her hand! She caught the approving nod of Braccus out of the corner of her eye and she grinned.

    Excellent... but there was yet one more step. Forming the sphere was difficult enough but making to MIX with the atmosphere the way it had to... that was something else. Salada would HURL the sphere up into the sky, fanning her fingers out in an open-hand gesture... before closing them into a fist!

    "BURST OPEN AND MIX!" She roared and, like that, the sphere would BURST, shining down upon them both the silver light... of the moon. Salada's lips curled into a wicked grin as her body pulsated and swelled, BULGING into the massive shape of a GREAT APE in a matter of minutes She let out a victorious ROAR of power as her own moon gleamed nefariously above, her body swelling with almost unlimited-feeling POWER!

    ...And it was hers. ALL HERS! ...FOR SHE COULD NOW CREATE HER OWN MOONS!

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