While Athren was often one to mind his own business, today was a unique day for him. Not only was he idling by observing another group of saiyan warriors that landed on the Earth but he was further investigating the planet on his own terms. The group was small and tight knit, from what Athren could sense their power levels had been in the low couple of thousands, they weren't a threat to anybody and that even included some of the warriors of Earth. A few of the right Earthlings or even robots that Athren had faced down would be more than enough to wipe these weaklings off the face of the planet. Athren couldn't help but wonder what exactly they were doing here although his assumptions were rather strong. If he were one to make a wager, his wager would be this. They were more scouts to investigate the planet, here to report back to the king with any potential findings of threats or danger against an upcoming invasion. While it was similar orders to Athren, they'd surely report back in a hurry. Athren was saving his findings and so far, he wasn't even sure if he'd send them back. He was doing this on his own terms and for his own reasons now and he was simply building up the evidence to make his own decision that would be best for him, including leaving the Empire.

He felt like his purpose wasn't to be the pawn to a weaker warrior and that was exactly what the King was at this point, however there was a lot of benefits to be considered within the Empire and also a big threat. If Athren were to outright disregard and abandoned his people and the Empire, he might've had a target on his back and while the thought of that had sounded like it could be entertaining, Athren wanted to make sure his decision was right and followed the correct path. He didn't need to dig himself a hole that he couldn't get out of, he might've been stubborn and proud, however.. he wasn't stupid.

He was off in the distance, at one of the higher peaks. A peak that overlooked where the group of saiyan warriors had been. Athren had found himself in his Super Heavy Weighted clothing and his arms had been crossed as he observed the group down below. His power level had also been suppressed to keep them off his scent. He didn't need anybody knowing he was here and he surely didn't need them investigating him because if they tried, he'd kill them no matter where their allegiance lay. He didn't give a shit if they were sent here by the king himself, if anything they'd likely just bring attention tot he saiyan race here on Earth. Athren didn't give a shit if their power levels were low and they were good at playing the stealth style game, they were a risk and he knew it. However, he wasn't going to engage unless they came to him. Though, it seemed as if fate had the answer laid out for Athren.

In all but a few short moments, Athren heard their screams of terror. Their power levels decreasing further, the odd sense of quiet that replaced their loud jokes and laughter. His gaze drew back to their exact location, they had been scattered within the woods and his vision wasn't so great with them now. He had to move, he hovered into the air and spectated and witnessed a woman, or at least something that looked like a woman holding one firmly by the tail. He couldn't help but smirk, he now had his excuse to get rid of them. They had now been confirmed to be a liability.



He firmly extended both of his hands at the other targets, the ones she wasn't holding and with a quick few Ki blast and small explosions their life had been ended swiftly before they had even known what had hit them. Their meaningless lives brought to an end by one of their own or at least, half of their own and the hell with them, they were weak. The universe was built upon a simple principle, one that had been long forgotten. The weak perish while the strong survive and Athren was going to put this attacker to the test.



His body lowered slowly, the woman had gripped the last remaining saiyan by the tail and he touched his boots down in front of her by about twenty feet. His right hand raised as his pointer finger aimed at the saiyan she held, he fired a Ki beam that would pierce their heart and kill them immediately, however the power was so specific that it dare not pass through the body fully. It was a perfect shot, one that wasn't even close to harming the individual who caused this mess.

"You care to try that out with me?"

He asked as his arms crossed against his chest once more, his ocean blue eyes glared down the one before him as he awaited words or movement. He was more than willing to fight and he was ready for it, however, he wasn't against talking either. He didn't care that she had attacked these weaklings and if anything, she did him a favor. The less saiyan activity on this planet right now the better, he'd be less likely to become a target if he were one of the only ones here and he was careful and precise, he wasn't going to blow his cover and attract any attention to himself the way he operated but the fools he just killed? They might've fucked it all up. However, there wasn't any point in thinking about that now. Now, she was in control of what would happen next and he was eagerly awaiting it. Was she going to try and fight him or would she try to talk herself out of this? He was eager to see.

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Her attention had finally shifted to him, it would seem as if he completely consumed it. He voice seemed to be consumed by anger or annoyance however he couldn't tell exactly which one it is but the truth was that he didn't care much for it. Like the corpses of those that surrounded them, he really didn't care. Their lives ultimately meant nothing to him, they were weaklings that had been slaughter by this woman in a matter of seconds. They spent their last moments screaming, hoping that they'd be spared. Athren cared about saiyan pride, saiyan culture and these few warriors clearly lacked all presence of that.  They deserved what they got but Athren wasn't going to further disrespect his heritage by allow this.. woman to eat them. If she wanted a meal, she'd have to kill him.   

"Whether you beat them fair and square has no value to me, they were a bunch of weaklings, low class warriors with very little use. I'd say you did us a favor by taking care of them but I was the one that ended their miserable lives." When he said us, of course he was referring to the Saiyan Empire as a whole and as for right now, while he was debating leaving the thought was still an early one. He was still Empire, at least for now. "That doesn't mean I'll allow you to disrespect my heritage by turning them into some.. dinner."

He spoke with confidence, his tone calm and collected as he anticipate the fight to come. Hell, he was even encouraging it, trying to get her to attack him. It was strange, this planet had deemed the saiyan race a bunch of blood thirsty warriors, savages but so far every attack he had seen involving a saiyan since he got here was somebody else attacking his kind.  It was funny how that worked for the saiyan Empire itself hadn't launched a single attack, at least that he was aware of.  "They weren't your food and as weak as they were, they were still saiyans.   You don't get to have the privilege of devouring them."

As for her question of WHO he was, that was going to be answered at a later time. He wasn't eager to get into that right now but he was eager to get into this fight. If she wanted to hunt down saiyans and put them to the slaughter, he'd have to teach her some kind of lesson. Of course, this was purely about the principle and the insult to his kind but not about the lives of the individuals she had attacked. Athren strongly believed in one thing, it was something that was ingrained into his head as a small child who lived on Vegeta. 'The weak perish while the strong survive' and the events of today just solidified that even further.

With the woman pressing off her feet and charging towards him, Athren had braced for impact. He was more than ready for this, he was even anticipating it. His arm quickly came up to meet her leg with force, both their limbs colliding and stopping firmly against one another as the power of the collision sent a 'POP' that ruffled the trees around them.

"Just what the hell are you?"

He asked before his free hand clenched into a fist and launched forward right towards her nose.

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