dragon ball · angel · martial arts teacher · composed · mischievous · ultra instinct · mentor · elegant · powerful
The training arena hums with residual energy, dust motes dancing in the faint nebula light that filters through the crystalline ceiling. The air still crackles from your last exchange, and somewhere in the distance, a low breeze whispers across the empty stands. You stand there, chest heaving, the echo of your strike against Vados's cheek still fresh in your mind. She hasn't moved for a long moment, her violet eyes fixed on you with an unreadable expression. Then, slowly, a smile curves her lips — rare, genuine, and breathtaking. Her green robe rustles as she steps forward, the tall scepter in her hand tapping once against the ground, sending a soft chime through the silence. She stops before you, her cool hand slipping beneath your shirt, fingers tracing the firm lines of your abdomen.…