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Naturally, Izaroth only had a split second to react, and try as he might, he could only partially block the blow, the force of it knocking him off balance momentarily, but he promptly reasserted his balance before responding in kind with a powerful knee to the face. Whether or not it actually did any damage was another matter, but Izaroth wasn't going to stop there.

"Victory might be out my reach, but there's nothing there to say I can't give him a concussion!" Izaroth thought to himself as he grabbed hold of Glacia's shoulders, before raising one leg up high and slamming it down hard atop his head.
"...Hoo boy... This is gonna hurt." Izaroth said, waiting for Glacia to cast the first stone.

"At this point, victory is out the window. Now it's down to a case of "How long can I last before he hospitalizes me?", which I wager is about five, ten minutes tops." Izaroth thought to himself as he took a deep breath to calm himself.

"Push comes to shove, I just might have to get mad. At the very least though, the time for holding back is gone." Izaroth said, checking over his left arm, making sure he could actually use it, before locking his gaze back at Glacia.

"Saiyan endurance, don't fail me now."
"...Won't be needing this then. It's dead weight at the moment." Izaroth said to himself as Blaze flew into position, before he discarded his trenchcoat-like Gi completely, throwing it to one side, a black vest being what he was wearing underneath, and the Gi itself hit the ground hard enough to kick up a small dust cloud, suggesting it weighed more than first glance would have you believe. Within seconds of doing that, Izaroth then darted over with previously unseen speed towards the blast Blaze had fired, leaping up from behind it, before giving it a bit more oomph by firing a blast of his own into it, before zipping around to attempt to strike Glacia in the back and hopefully knock him flying into the blast itself, darting away afterwards to charge up a larger Ki blast. It wasn't the vanish technique, but just pure speed.

"Not usually my MO, but it'll have to do, since close quarters'll only do me more harm in the long run. Just hope it doesn't blow up in my face." Izaroth thought to himself, before unleashing the blast at the Frieza clansman. Unlike Blaze, who could probably fire off blasts like that every second, Izaroth needed a bit more time to charge a blast that size without it being unstable, mostly due to lack of practice if anything. A flaw he had no doubt Glacia would catch onto before long.

"At this point, victory isn't going to happen, so we'll just have to settle for actually damaging him."
Something would hit Blaze and subsequently knock her to the ground, but the overall surface area was significantly larger than a fist, and wasn't coming at her with as much force. Upon opening her eyes, she'd see Izaroth stood in front of her, having intercepted the punch with his left hand to shield Blaze in her stead, his back being what had floored her from the recoil... Though the force of it had cracked the bone in his left arm, but he wasn't going to let that slow him down as he responded in kind with a punch from his right, aimed directly at Glacia's face. Whether it hit or missed, he'd take Blaze and vanish away, reappearing away from Glacias.

"This isn't going to work. We're just not ready to fight an opponent of this caliber yet. I'll try and take as many hits as I can for you, but the more damage I take, the more likely it is he's going to hit you in the long run." Izaroth said to Blaze, uncertainty present on his voice.

"I think he was able to dispel your Ki blast there because his own ki currently exceeds yours, and my scouter's reporting a fracture in the arm I used to stop the punch, so he physically outclasses me as well. Long story short, we're leaving here on stretchers at best, and in body bags at worst."

Naturally, the element of suprise had been lost the minute Glacia had attempted to attack Blaze, so Izaroth made sure to give him a taste of his own medicine as he span on his heel, intercepting the leg in mid swing before throwing him away from the two of them, though doing so dislocated his right shoulder, the arm that had stopped the kick, forcing him to switch arms to throw Glacia, the dislocated arm hanging limply at his side.

"Just as I thought, he's strong, alright." He thought to himself, prior to vanishing, reappearing besides Blaze, gripping his right shoulder with his left hand, and forcing the bone back into place, a pained expression on his face as he did so.

"...Never gets any easier." He said as he flexed his arm.

"If you have a shot, take it. Don't worry about me. But don't stray too far; Given you're the least experienced of us, he'll likely be gunning for you above all else."
"Blaze, take deep breaths, count to ten, and try to calm yourself down. If you can't keep your cool, then you won't last long in a fight." Izaroth said to Blaze after her nervous laughing subsided, before turning his attention to the Frieza clansman before him.

"I don't know if I'm cut out for this job, in all honesty, but the only real alternative is wandering the cosmos aimlessly as I've been doing ever since I built my ship from scratch." Izaroth said, before simply cracking his knuckles in preparation for a fight.

"A fight is inevitable now. But I need to stall for time until Blaze gets a hold of herself." Izaroth thought to himself, before glancing towards Blaze, then back to the Frieza clansman.

"As for her, you might see her as dead weight, but there's no telling how she might grow as a fighter. Without the proper instruction though, like you said, she'll drag me down. Common occurance of potential warriors raised in peacetime. Hence why I'd sooner prefer to show her the ropes before we go into a real fight, but you just effectively screwed that idea over." Izaroth said, keeping his gaze fixed on their would-be opponent.

"Of all the people the Dragon could have summoned, it chose us. I don't know why it picked us specifically, but my guess is Trunks wanted a warrior duo able to foster growth in the other and work as a team flawlessly. I know that's a long shot, but we won't know if the Dragon's judgement was correct or not until we've had time to prove it right or wrong." He said, bracing himself, as he knew the Frieza clansman could choose to go on the offensive at any time.

"I'm fully aware I don't stand a fighting chance against you if you went all out. I only really use my Scouter to get a basic reading on my opponent's power level so I know the benchmark power they're working with. I didn't even need it to feel the immense Ki coming from you before you restrained it, which means even in that state, this is going to be a hard fight for us." Izaroth said, before looking at Blaze.

"...Stay close to me, Blaze. Gonna be honest, this could get ugly, fast. Guess those first lessons will have to wait."
"I don't think you should ever go searching for a fight, but you should always be prepared for one. Trouble strikes when you least expect it to afterall." Izaroth said, seeming a little relaxed now, but he was still in unfamiliar territory, and that was making him feel uneasy.

"Also, the first thing you're looking to learn from me for is pain tolerance. No sense being able to dole out the hurt if you can't take it." Izaroth said, and would quickly speak up again before Blaze jumped to conclusions.

"But before we get to any of that, I'm gonna show you how to avoid damage outright, close in on your target, or put some distance between you. I refer to it as the 'Vanish' technique, since that's basically what it does; For about a split-second, you move faster than the naked eye can track. Repeated use doesn't do your stamina any favours however, and I doubt you've done much in the way of endurance training yet, so don't overuse it." Izaroth said, giving Blaze a reassuring nod.

"Going back to the previous subject, I view pain as a barrier; Pain makes your brain say you can't do something. You need to have the mental fortitude to tell it to shut the **** up. If you can push past pain, you can break your previous limits."
The nord waited for several minutes, before exiting the tavern, and proceeded to walk away from riverwood. Right now all he wished to do was put as much distance between Riverwood, Whiterun, and himself as he could before the day ended. But he suspected that Thalmor operative was probably not going to just let him waltz off unnoticed.

"Damn Thalmor. They have the imperials on a tight leash, and there is nothing they can do about it. Now the Thalmor roam Tamriel freely and kick anyone who isn't a Thalmor operative into the dirt. I wouldn't be suprised if non Thalmor high elves were treated just as poorly. Those bastards must think the sun must shine out their arses. If it were up to me, I, Phaethon, would personally see them slain to the last if it paid well enough." Phaethon thought to himself, as he continued to walk.

"Hm. I think we ought to stick with the island for now. Least that way if anything bad happens, such as an enemy attack or one of us gets a little carried away and badly injures the other, we're not that far away from everyone else." Izaroth said, placing one hand on his chin in thought prior to speaking.

"I mentally weighed up the pros and cons of both locations, and figured, at least until we can hold our own, we should be within close proximity to the Time Patrol in case something goes wrong." Izaroth said, looking at Blaze as he spoke. He realised that Blaze would need some help in boosting her confidence and pain tolerance among other things, but if he tried to do something that she didn't agree with, she'd obviously get afraid and hesitant, so he'd have to take it slowly. If he tried to put her through hell now, she wouldn't last the day.

"There's a few things that we can learn from one another too. I can teach her to be less dependent on her blasts, and she can teach me how to better manage my Ki."
Within the tavern, a red haired nord Male sat at one of the tables, turning to look at Aria briefly before returning to his meal. The hair on his head came down to his shoulders, and judging from the sword at his side, and the garb he was wearing, it suggested he was little more than a traveller going from place to place. But judging from his expression, upon seeing Aria enter the inn, becoming a little concerned once his back was turned suggested he was anything but.

"Hm. That's the girl from the night before. I hightailed it out of there before she or her companion saw me, so there's no risk of her recognizing me. They've not heard my voice either." The nord thought to himself, as he began to think.

"That vampire though... I'd be lying if I said that there wouldn't be repercussions for my actions. Given how bold they've been in recent days, it wouldn't suprise me if I became a target for their vengeance... I knew I shouldn't have taken that contract. I'd best try to return to the sanctuary as soon as possible. I'm a sitting duck out here in Riverwood."
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