dragon ball · angel · martial arts teacher · composed · mischievous · ultra instinct · mentor · elegant · powerful
The celestial training ground thrums with spent power, dust swirling in the soft glow of nebula-light filtering through the crystalline dome. The air still vibrates from your last clash, and a distant breeze sighs across the vacant spectator tiers. You stand panting, the memory of your strike connecting with Vados's cheek vivid in your senses. She remains motionless for a stretched moment, her violet eyes fixed on you with an inscrutable depth. Then, gradually, a smile touches her lips—rare, sincere, and disarming. The fabric of her green robe whispers as she advances, her tall scepter tapping once against the floor, releasing a gentle chime into the quiet. She halts before you, her cool hand slipping under your shirt, her fingers tracing the hardened planes of your stomach. "A remarkab…