On the other side of the pyramids where Piccolo and Kasim's battle was taking place, things had taken an interesting turn.
Both covered in a series of bruises and burns, the pair clashed across the dunes at an alarming speed, tearing it up as they streaked from one part of the desert to the next. The duo engaged in a running match from hill to hill, kicking up dust and punching holes in the sand every time they landed a big hit. After several minutes though, one of them eventually grew tired of the exchange and attempted to end it once and for all.
Bleeding heavily from a scar across his forehead, the Akita warrior drew his spear from his back and, as soon as it snapped open, thrust it out at his Namekian foe with blinding speed. Piccolo saw the blow coming in wide and leapt over it, flipping over his opponent and slamming a kick into his back. The hit sent Kasim flying forward, where he then slammed into the floor and dug a trench across the valley.
As soon as his foe had been knocked down and he'd landed, Piccolo held his hand forward and gripped his wrist. His aura bursting up around him in a violently pulsating cloak, the man focused his energy into an orange ball in front of his palm and, after taking aim, unleashed it all in a single blast. "Djii Kah!" The energy rocketed from his palm and shot towards the downed warrior like a comet.
After pushing himself into a sitting position, Kasim only had enough time to gawk in shock before the spear end of the attack struck him in the chest. The explosion that followed dug an enormous trench in the ground and filled the air with thick black smoke.
The Namek fighter panted from the effort, his aura fading moments later. But just as he was beginning to relax, his eyes widened when he saw the silhouette of his foe emerge from the crater. Spear held up defensively, a completely wrecked and burnt Kasim chuckled as he glared back at his surprised foe.
Ignoring the patches of fur on his body that'd been burnt away, the canine fighter spoke, "Not bad. That wasn't bad at all." The hybrid then thrust his spear into the ground and took a moment to dust his fur off. Upon which he then assumed a new stance and, after rearing his head back, began to focus his energy in his chest. "My turn now." Then, as he was staring down his crosshairs towards his opponent, the Akita leaned forward and opened his mouth. "Ryu Iki!" With a deafening roar, a powerful golden beam of fire rocketed out of the man's throat and ran down his target like a freight train.
The blast engulfing Piccolo for several moments, a massive explosion soon followed that left a colossal five hundred foot wide trench across the wasteland. When the smoke from the blast eventually settled, it revealed Kasim standing at the point where the trench began and his Namekian foe lying in the middle of the ditch with his entire left side blown to hell.
Missing an arm and bleeding from the grievous open wound, the man was left completely crippled and defenseless.
Taking advantage of the opportunity, Kasim, grabbing up the weapon he'd impaled in the ground, strolled into the canyon he'd created and stopped beside his foe. Reaching down, he then casually grabbed the wounded warrior's still intact arm and lifted him off of the floor. The dog warrior chuckled the moment he had the Namekian dangling before him. "No resistance at all. You're no different from the humans the four of us slaughtered twenty thousand years ago," the Akita gloated. Taking up his weapon, he then prepared to put it through the Z-fighter's skull.
But just when it seemed like it was all over, Piccolo's head suddenly snapped up and, eyes widening, fired two golden beams that shot straight through Kasim's chest. Exiting the spear wielder's body with a loud 'squelching' sound, the dog fighter quickly dropped the Namekian and stumbled backwards, choking up blood as he gripped one of the two entry wounds on his chest.
"OOooh…" the minion groaned, legs shaking as he then fell flat onto his tail.
At the exact same time, Piccolo, rising to his feet, grinned at his stricken foe. "You fell for it." His expression turning serious, the Namekian concentrated for several seconds before, with a yell of effort, his damaged side regenerated and an entirely new arm jutted out of the stump. Blood splattering across the ground, the green warrior then used that moment to remove his ruined top and, after stepping towards his downed adversary, threw him a glare. "Let this be a lesson to you."
Coughing up more blood from having his lungs punctured, the wounded and considerably weakened Kasim looked up through a pained expression and slowly gave the man a smile. "Okay… okay… I know we said some things… but I know if we just talked to each other a little… the two of us can become friends." The Akita offered the Namekian a bloody grin and raised his hand towards him in a gesture of good faith. "What do you say? High five?"
Staring at the man for a couple of seconds, Piccolo then lifted his right hand towards him in a laidback manner. "Down low."
"Uh…" The Akita then blinked when that same hand was pointed squarely at his face.
"Too slow."
A thunderclap followed by a flash of light filled the air when an orange blast exploded from Piccolo's palm and disintegrated the dog's head, taking him out in spectacular fashion.
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Across the way, not too far from where the Namekian was finishing off his opponent, Vegeta and Daryu were locked in a terrifying exchange of blows. Shockwaves ringing out as the Ascended Saiyan battled against his hulking adversary, the prince hammered away at the man with a series of killer hits to the chest and head. After successfully blocking a wild hook, the flame haired warrior dove in and delivered a barrage of straights to the dog's face, battering him relentlessly and drawing a series of pained grunts from the Pharaoh hound.
But just when the prince was in the process of beating the canine warrior down, the large fighter suddenly drew his axe from his back and swung down at the golden warrior. His weapon slashed right across the Z-fighter's chest, eliciting a cry of agony from Vegeta when the blade cut into him and sent blood splattering across the ground.
Stumbling away, the Saiyan Prince placed a hand over his chest and looked down to inspect the damage.
When he saw that it was only a flesh wound, the warrior gritted his teeth and shot a glare up at his foe. Just as he was preparing for another attack, Daryu suddenly shot forward and delivered an unforgiving kick across his face, sending him barreling into a sand hill a full kilometer away. In the blink of an eye, the super powered Saiyan slammed into the dune, sending dust and sand blasting into the sky from the force of his impact. The crash landing also knocked the man's aura out, leaving him winded and dazed.
After successfully striking down his enemy, the bruised and battered Daryu chuckled darkly and spun his weapon in front of him.
"ENOUGH!" Recovering quickly, Vegeta leapt out of the hole he'd formed and, with a mighty roar, his golden aura and electric bio field exploded around him. "RAAAAAAAAAAAAAGH!" Maxing out, the prince blasted towards his opponent, who responded to the man's charge and sprinted across the sands to meet his enemy in the middle. While one drew back his fist and the other loaded his weapon arm, the stage was all set for one final, decisive blow.
Both fighters baring their teeth in rage, two simultaneous screams echoed across the countryside when the pair finally crossed paths. A deafening thunderclap and a flash of light soon filled the air when the two powerful fighters passed each other, with Daryu skidding to a stop and Vegeta's aura dissipating the moment his attack landed.
All of a sudden, the prince stumbled forward and fell flat onto his face, his hair turning black when his Super Saiyan 2 form faded. Groaning in agony, Vegeta pushed himself out of the sand and turned around, expecting to see his foe in a similar state of pain after their lightning fast exchange.
And wouldn't you know it… Daryu was on his feet…
But not in the condition the dog was hoping for.
As it turns out, the prince's attack was much more damaging than the canine initially expected. Standing there with his axe held out, the Pharaoh hound had a stunned look on his face and blood dribbling out of the man-sized hole in his torso. Not only had Vegeta managed to go straight through him and take a massive chunk out of his side in the process, but he'd also taken out several organs at the same time.
After standing there frozen for several tense seconds, the shocked and wounded Daryu finally threw in the towel. His weapon dropping, the badly damaged man collapsed to his knees before falling flat onto his face, his blood slowly beginning to pool around him.
Sensing the warrior's ki vanish, the winded Vegeta allowed a smug smile to cross his lips as he slowly rose to his feet and, massaging his shoulder, turned his back on his enemy. "Bad dog." He then honored his opponent's valiant struggle by taking to the air and leaving his corpse to rot under the sun.
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With Vegeta and Piccolo walking away victorious from their battles, that just left one last fight to mop up.
A dune exploding when a body was sent blasting through it, the battered form of Shiera slid to a stop at the bottom of the rise with blood dripping out of her mouth and her form smoldering from several newly made burns. When the wounded canine looked up from where she was lying, she saw her opponent land atop the hill of sand she'd destroyed and stare down at her with a glare.
Looking just as badly beaten with blood running from the corner of her lips and nose, the red haired woman then spat to the side to clear her mouth before leering at her fallen adversary. "Not so tough without your three back-up dancers are you, poochie?"
Snarling angrily, the scar-faced collie quickly leapt to her feet and drew her sword, which she quickly ignited. "Shut up, you stupid pixie! Do you think I'm scared of you?!" She then pointed in her direction. "It'll take more than a few lucky shots to get the best of me! I am a Minion of Set!"
Raising an eyebrow at the woman's retort, the Super Hera shrugged. "Fair enough. How about I grab a couple of friends and try to murder you instead? Would that work?"
Lowering her arm, Shiera then took a moment to think about that. "Well, personally, I think that would be a little bit uncalled for-"
Before the woman had time to finish her little mumble, Zangya suddenly darted forward and slammed a hook across her face. The blow sent the woman bouncing across the sand dunes for a good couple of miles. When she eventually crash landed somewhere over the horizon the Hera that had sent her in that direction returned to a normal standing position and grunted.
"You're right, because unlike you… I don't need help."
It was a valid statement. But just as the Super Hera was getting comfortable with the idea that she'd knocked her opponent out, the hill where Shiera had landed in the distance suddenly exploded and the canine warrior came rocketing towards her with an enraged look on her face. With a loud battle cry, the collie cocked back her sword arm and prepared to slice into her enemy the moment she came within range. She was making good ground too.
As soon as the Minion of Set was close to entering striking distance, Zangya then did something completely unexpected and threw her hands forward. A barrage of multicolored flashes filled the air when a series of wires shot towards the collie, wrapping around her and catching her in a deadly web of energy absorbing strings. The anthropomorphic dog was effectively halted in midflight and jerked into an upright position, her arms snapped to her sides and a look of bewilderment filling her face as the barrier was fully unleashed.
Body trembling when the countless wires tightened around her form, Shiera growled angrily as she stared down at her opponent, who was also glaring up at her with an intense look on her face.
"Y-You… damn… bitch!" Shiera barked, attempting to wriggle her way out of her invisible prison, only to fail miserably.
Smirking at the curse, the Hera nodded back at her opponent. "Takes one to know one." Then, with a loud yell, the woman crossed her arms and tightened the wires.
In a series of lightning fast flashes, the red haired warrior sliced the canine fighter to pieces, the energy binds cutting through her like butter and scattering her remains across the sand. As soon as the dog's form cascaded to the ground, her ki signature vanished as well, allowing Zangya to retract her wires and relax.
Powering down, the Hera collapsed to her knees, shut her eyes and leaned back, panting heavily from the battle. It'd been a long and torturous engagement, but after suffering the full brunt of the surprisingly tough collie's attacks, she managed to come out on top. This being one of her first decisive victories she could remember, the alien Z-fighter then allowed a chuckle to leave her lips before she started laughing outright.
Body shaking from her fit, the woman shook her head at the irony of the situation before turning her attention to the pyramids in the distance. "Ah, man. I'm definitely going to feel this one in the morning." Musing at the fact that she was now hours late for work, Zangya instead decided to focus on more important matters and, after staggering to her feet, took flight towards the place where this whole thing started.
As far as she knew, despite her gruesome win, the battle wasn't over yet…
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