Violet, who was near the door, folded her arms.

"I'm not. It's simple mathematics. Together, our combined powers overcame the single large one. Also, my scans indicate severe internal and external tisdsue damage, bone damage, damage to the circulatory system....You should really be using a crutch."

Despite the logical and deadpan delivery, part of her had really enjoyed that.

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Kaliflur was still in bed. She was aching too much to move, so instead elected to rest. There was another pure-blooded Saiyan here now. He'd been the one who carried her back. That gave her yet more hope for the survival of her race. She wished she could contact her tribe and tell them of this joyous news. She wished they could all meet him.

She was weak and in pain right now, but she could feel the strength returning to her. Soon she would reach new plateaus of strength not seen in her own tribe since Kakarot lived! Soon she would be the strongest Pure-blooded Saiyan in the Universe!

...Though not the strongest Saiyan. Wolf made her look like a child, and if his warnings were to be believed,. his Dark brethren were even stronger than he. She'd been fixating on his strength a lot. It was a blow to her pride. How could the Dark Saiyans live so devoid of honor and still dwarf the Purebloods in strength, speed, and number. If the plight of her dwindling clan was karmic retribution as she had been taught, how could these monsters prosper so?

She wanted him to train her. Morality of that request aside, she had to become stronger that the Dark Saiyan invaders before they arrived, and he was her best chance of doing that.