Within a split second of Izaroth's train of thought coming to a halt, the Frieza-raceman had vanished and reappeared directly in front of him, as opposed to speeding around behind him - he was going to win, he didn't care if he took a hit or two along the way, he just needed to see exactly what the margin between Elite and Rookie was at this stage. This young warrior could be stronger than he looked, but Glacia's doubt of the girl's power being anything significant was solid. If she was really immersed in the battle, she would've lasted longer...
Glacia's only attack was thrusting a powerful knee at the human's ribs, his icy gaze following his opponents.
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Contrary to Glacia's belief, a good fifty meters away from the continued battle a shaking Blaze brought herself back up. Too wobbly to stand, she watched as the ugly alien started his fight with Izaroth personally.
'Oh crap, I'm tearing up.. But that really hurt..! S-So it's fine.. Right?' she thought, rubbing her sleeve against her eyes and trying to stand. How she managed to get up so fast intrigued the small number of spectators outside the shield. Either she was more ready for the attack than Glacia thought, or she was 'made' to take a hit...
Glacia's only attack was thrusting a powerful knee at the human's ribs, his icy gaze following his opponents.
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Contrary to Glacia's belief, a good fifty meters away from the continued battle a shaking Blaze brought herself back up. Too wobbly to stand, she watched as the ugly alien started his fight with Izaroth personally.
'Oh crap, I'm tearing up.. But that really hurt..! S-So it's fine.. Right?' she thought, rubbing her sleeve against her eyes and trying to stand. How she managed to get up so fast intrigued the small number of spectators outside the shield. Either she was more ready for the attack than Glacia thought, or she was 'made' to take a hit...