Dante's Abyss: Main Arena

[Orion]

The curved cyan spikes of Uub's pulsing aura swirled systematically upwards, ascending up his tanned, lean build. Small self generated currents of cool air infiltrated the thin, ebony strands of the human's punk mohawk hairstyle, animating the inanimate spikes to dance enticingly like focused cobra snakes hypnotising their next intended feast. Uub's taut epidermic layer gently coaxed the large tunnel like veins in his thick biceps to protrude outward, provoking the single women in the crowd to experience a newly appreciated interest in fighting. The subsequent aesthetic alterations were a direct result of the intensifying forces brewing within the orphaned warrior. It was not his maximum, not by far; a better understanding of the Saiya-jin's battle style was wanted by Uub so as to fight with the utmost precision. Light snaps caught the attention of the stadium employees close by to the strengthening human warrior. Gently, like a rain drop breaking gracefully against a green leaf, miniscule cracks snuck from the sides of Uub's boots. Within a moment, these small cracks abruptly jutted open, forcing the pristine bleached tiles around him to shatter into imperfect jagged rocks varying in size.

At the opposite end of the stadium arena, Goku stood vigilant. His dark, black eyes were narrowed, triangulated by his sloping brow. Like invisible mental whips, the Saiya-jin warrior lashed at Uub with his honed ki sense. Patiently he waited, bit by bit assessing the warrior with whom he would soon enter the fray. Such attentitave, concise focus on any event taking place outside of Goku's very thoughts was an unusual occurance, but his Saiya-jin heritage had programmed in him a unique way for him to concentrate on battle. The sudden chipping and remodelling of the tiles surrounding Uub confirmed the suspicion that the Saiya-jin had from the beginning. Uub wasn't going to be a pushover.

Swaying to the undeniably higher power before them, the smallest remnants of the broken tiles shook slightly before gracefully levitating from the floor. Defying the law of gravity, they hovered carelessly on either side of Uub, before the radiating energy holding them in place fragmented them from the outside in until they were nothing but a rapidly fading whisp of smoke. Uub's gradually ascending energy level was losing speed as he approached the plateau from where he wanted to reach. His loose and lingered fingers by his sides curled towards the centre of his palms, coming to rest as his thumbs clamped down firmly on his index fingers. At the completion of the fists, a small cloud of electricity circled his knuckles. Uub was ready for the battle.

Goku's feet shuffled away from each other, heels parting outwards before being followed by his toes. Impatient excitement was finally released from the anxious crowd, spurring the Saiya-jin to begin the battle. His furry brown tail swiftly guided itself about Goku's waist and tightened as to keep itself from becoming an Achille's Heel. The winds sucked in towards the Saiya-jin fighter, exploding chaotically outwards as Goku's navy blue aura catapulted them back.