Kaliflur was feeling the same despair as Wolf. She did not know of the warrior that was coming, but she understood well enough. Her fears didn't matter, though. Dark Saiyans leave a trail of death, destruction, and dishonor wherever they go, and Kaliflur still had to both prove herself, and redeem herself. She didn't have the luxury of being allowed to be scared. It was on her honor as one of the last pureblooded Saiyans in the Galaxy, nay, the Universe, to prottect this planet with her life if she had to. It wasn't even a choice.

"We'll kill him first. There are more of us. That's got to count for something, right? Besides, we don't have any choice but to try."