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With a burst of energy, Lottus kicked off the ground, a streak of golden light against the stormy backdrop of Disaster Thrower’s controlled tornadoes. Though during the midst of his first attempt to gain distance, Disaster Thrower materialized in front of him which caused the saiyan to bump into him as the impact caused Lottus to stumble backwards.
Disaster Thrower: Going somewhere?
Surely this was shocking to the saiyan as he quickly shifted directions and shot to the left in a blur of speed. But once again, Disaster Thrower was there, moving impossibly fast for a creature of his size. The Saiyan was forced to crash into him again, his jaw tightening as he felt the sting of humiliation creeping in. Spinning on his heel to dart upward this time, hoping to use the vast open sky to his advantage. Yet, in the blink of an eye, the elder dragon was above him, his frame had cast a shadow over the saiyan as he slightly blocked out the sunlight. Each impact caused the Saiyan's bruised and bloodied body jolt in pain. Each time Lottus attempted to escape, Disaster Thrower was there. Downward, to the right, back to the ground. Six times in total, Lottus tried to create distance, and each time, Disaster Thrower’s speed defied logic, intercepting him effortlessly and forcing the Saiyan to crash into him like a child running into a brick wall. By the sixth time, Lottus’s breaths were surely ragged, his bloodied chest rising and falling as his frustration boiled over. But now it was time to go back on the offensive; The elder dragon surged forward, his massive claws tearing through the air as he unleashed a devastating combo. The first strike was a powerful tail sweep, the golden-plated appendage crashing into Lottus’s side and sending him careening into a nearby rock formation. The stone shattered upon impact, debris scattering like shrapnel.
Before Lottus could recover, Disaster Thrower appeared in front of him, his clawed fist slamming into the Saiyan’s stomach. The force bent Lottus’s body like a bow, blood spraying from his mouth as the elder dragon followed up with a brutal uppercut that sent the Saiyan airborne. Next, the elder dragon allowed his wings to emerge from his back and propel him upwards into the sky where he did a spinning motion and delivering yet another tail slap to the saiyan. The blow connected with the side of Lottus’s torso, sending him hurtling through the air like a comet. Lottus’s body skidded across the wasteland, carving a trench into the scorched earth as he tumbled end over end. His momentum only stopped when he collided with a jagged outcropping of rock, the impact leaving him slumped and motionless for a moment. Dust and blood caked his face as he lifted his head weakly, his sharp Saiyan eyes narrowing as he realized just how far he had been sent. The distant silhouette of Gilzia’s lair loomed on the horizon. Disaster Thrower hovered above, his wings beating with a steady rhythm as he observed Lottus with an air of superiority.
Disaster Thrower: I think its time to end this now, but since you actually managed to damage me a bit. As a prize i'll allow you to see my true form... BEHOLD, THE GREAT KUSHALA DAORA!
A sudden, intense burst of energy erupted from the elder dragon, sending shockwaves rippling outward. The air around him seemed to distort, the sheer pressure forcing even the swirling tornadoes to part momentarily. His once pale skin began to shimmer amd turn into scales, as a faint golden hue begam overtaking them. Disaster Thrower’s body began to grow, his already large form expanding as the golden hue deepened into a brilliant, radiant gold. His scales seemed to harden, their edges gleaming like polished metal, reflecting the sunlight around them. He bagsn to grow jagged horns on his head, curving upward like gilded spires, while the sharp ridges along his spine became more pronounced, shimmering with a fiery golden light. The transformation was not without its toll on the surroundings. The ground beneath the elder dragon cracked and splintered, fissures snaking outward as if the earth itself was trying to flee. The tornados that had once swirled chaotically around him became unnaturally synchronized, coiling tightly into towering columns of golden wind that encircled his form like a divine barrier. Disaster Thrower spread his wings wide, their span now dwarfing the battlefield. Each wing was covered in golden scales that glittered with an almost hypnotic brilliance, their edges sharp enough to cleave through mountains. The powerful gusts generated by his wings alone sent boulders flying, forcing Lottus to shield his face from the debris.
As the transformation reached its zenith, the dragon’s tail lashed out, lengthening and thickening into a deadly whip adorned with intricate golden armor plating. The tail’s segmented plates shifted with a metallic grind, each segment gleaming like molten gold. Disaster Thrower’s roar pierced the heavens, a sound so deafening it made the wasteland quiver. His voice was now deeper, more primal, resonating with the authority of a true apex predator.
As the transformation reached its zenith, the dragon’s tail lashed out, lengthening and thickening into a deadly whip adorned with intricate golden armor plating. The tail’s segmented plates shifted with a metallic grind, each segment gleaming like molten gold. Disaster Thrower’s roar pierced the heavens, a sound so deafening it made the wasteland quiver. His voice was now deeper, more primal, resonating with the authority of a true apex predator.
Kushala Daora: Behold my ultimate form, Saiyan! I am no mere dragon. I am the storm incarnate, the master of destruction itself! Any last requests before you die?
Current Location: Planet Silver (Barren Wastelands/Elder Recess)
Post Order: Lottus → Lottus' Story/Disaster Thrower