Because we aren't the only person who hates Dandeer...
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Dandeeer staggered. The headache was immense, but she had endured worse on the night of the seeling, and she had caused that herself. Still, it took a moment longer than it should have, to bring up a mental shield to block out the voices screaming in her head, and at a time like this she didn't have many to spare. A moment for her would be a lot more in the hands of Kakara or Apra, and she no longer had her primary shield. If she didn't get some kind of a defense back up, and quickly, she was running the very real risk of dying here outright. "Papara-"
"No." Foreign magic slams into one of her specialized shields, and while it does the job of blocking the attack, it shatters, taking a month of work with it. That took skill, and a lot of it; she could count on one hand the number of sorcerers still alive that could pull that off, and there was only one that would plausibly be here with that much loathing in his voice. She turned around to face him, already readying a spell to test the waters. It wasn't particularly strong, but it was fast and efficient, which made it ideal for these purposes, and it would give her an idea of how much he'd improved these last few years. Against most other opponents she might still have expected to do
something, but while he wasn't as good as she was he was her rival for a reason, and defense had always been his specialty.
What actually happened next, however, came as a surprise. Rather than block, Dandelor replied with an offensive spell of his own - one that caught her spell and went on to drill into her hastily thrown up main shield, and she only barely managed to reinforce it enough to prevent total collapse. Immediately afterward came a pair of what she could only describe as drills, which tore into the cracks of her shield and shattered it. They were completely ineffective against her contingent magic shields, but it was worrying that he was able to come up with a counter like this on the fly. Forget trying weigh in on the fight between the Super Saiyans, she'd have to leave that to Berra.
Reaching deep into her bag of tricks, Dandeer set the air aflame between them with sorcerers fire, and then fired a pair of the homing chains that had brought Dandelor down last time around the inferno. It wouldn't hold him for long, but dealing with them would give her time to-
Any further thoughts were cut short, as Dandelor stepped through the wall. The fire bent around him in a perfect sphere, and his arm was outstretched; he'd been able to ready something, even sealing away her spell. Annoying. She really needed to regain the momentum, and thus control of the fight; getting into a drawn slugging match with Dandelor when she didn't even have enough shield to block an errant blast was far from ideal.
"You've improved, Dandelor. I knew you had it in you. Still, you've crossed a line; you should know I can't let you live after this. It's a shame, really; now I'm going to have to find a new rival, and mages of your caliber aren't common." As she says this she readies her own attack, one she's never shown anyone before. It's compressed hatred and anger, siphoned off of Jaffur and Vegeta for years. Not only has it served to help them become who they were meant to be, without the seething curse of Vegetan rage, it also allows her to form a horribly potent conceptual attack. It's the very essence of the primal, burning fury of the saiyan race, and when she unleashes it everything crumbles. She'd tried to before, in small amounts; it eats straight through shields, straight through wards, as soon as it gets unsealed. Empowered by their Ki and her magic, calling this an attack would be a gross understatement.
Rather than take the attack head on, however, Dandelor pivots. When she guides the attack into a turn, he's waiting. It lands in his off hand, and it sticks. It's not sealed away; she knows what that takes, but its undeniably sealing he's using nonetheless. EVen as her mind stumbles, refusing to believe the feat she's seeing, he launches his main strike, triggering the emergency wards covering her. Rather than block the attack like they were meant to, the shields warp and twist. This isn't an attack, at least not in the traditional sense. This is a shield killer; she'd never even thought of sealing an oppionent's barrier, much less with a projectile, but somehow Dandelor had managed it. Suddenly unprotected, Dandeer watches with mounting horror as Dandelor reshapes her trump card into an attack of his own.
"Did you really think something like this would work, Dandeer? You might control their rage, but I live with it. The deep, burning, seething mass of hatred that never fades, all directed towards the one who's taken everything from you. You may have bottled hatred, but I
know it."
The railing, burning energy reshapes itself into manacles, and Dandeer finds herself bound and imprisoned. A part of her distantly notes that it's the same way she had trapped him, all those years ago, but something tells her he has no interest in leaving her alive. "how," she asks, confused more than anything else even at this moment. "How did you improve so much? I was far stronger than you when we last fought - how can you beat me so easily?"
Dandelor snorts, derision mixing with the anger that's suffused his voice throughout this fight. "That's why I won, dandeer. You've stayed mostly static, all these years; you've improved your magic, but along all the same lines, trying to keep to your last victory without making the sacrifices needed. But me? When you were ruling the Vegeta Clan, I studied magic. When you were raising your family, I mastered spellcraft. While you wasted your days at playing politics, I cultivated my strength. And now? I'm not the same person you fought back then, and you underestimated me too much to have any chance of victory, and overezstimated yourself. Sealing Jaffur? You failed, and locked him inside his own mind while creating an entirely separate personality. Your mind-wipe? Kakara broke through it, without any magical assistance from me whatsoever. I won't be making the same mistake, though; Kakara wants you left alive, for the moment, but I'll be making sure you never hurt anyone again until the time comes for you to go before Lord Yenma and receive judgment."
With that, Dandelor's fingers met Dandeer's forehead, and all she knew was oblivion.
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Just a little plot bunny I had, when we were discussing Dandeer vs Dandelor on discord a few days back. I was struck by the thought that there was a very real chance of Dandelor just breaking Dandeer over his knee, because even leaving aside the telepathic distraction and broken barrier he had had much more time to train, and he hadn't started that far from parity. Thus, this plot bunny was born, about another timeline in which we held off Dad and Vegeta while he did just that. Not the most serious of stories, but it was fun to write at this end, jokes and all.