My Honor!!

"Fuck." Cyril was blown away.


Health: 3,103 - 3,200 = Less than 0
Ki: 2,000
Stamina: 200
Speed: 850

Rather than letting him die, Artik stuffed golden dust into his mouth. He pulled him off the ground. "One more thing."

Cyril gagged and held onto Artik's shoulder for support, "What?"

"A door will appear here." He pointed at The Lookout. "And Orren. And the Guru's house. And the Vegetian Palace. Go through one when they appear."

"I don't think you needed to tell me to do that." Cyril laughed, "The moment I see a door that's not supposed to there I'm going through it whether you tell me to or you tell me to avoid it at all costs." Cyril stood without leaning on Artik's shoulder and brushed himself off. "That was a good match Artik, I'll have to watch out for you." Cyril smiled and walked towards his space pods. "I'll see you when I get back from Vegeta."

Artik muttered something and after he left, Artik's scouter went off. He sighed and flew off.

Me- 760 PL 380 Z
Cyril- 510 PL 260 Z