Unbalanced (78)

'So much for no casualties,' Yami chuckled in Broly's head.

Broly looked dumbfounded at the soldier, completely unaware that the crystalline armour would not only absorb the wearer's ki but also absorb the ki of an opponent.

'I-It was an accident! I didn't mean to kill him!' Broly said, slightly shaken up that he had ended someone's life.

'Are you shitting me? You threw a ki orb the size of yoga ball at him and expected him to live? You're the Legendary Super Saiyan for fucks sake!'

Yami exhaled loudly.

'I'm glad we came to this backwater planet, if you were fighting for your life and hesitated to kill your opponent, we'd both be dead by now,' Yami said, hating that Broly was so soft.

'Seems like that toy world on Sythis did more damage to him than I thought' Yami said, thinking to himself.

Broly's character was just really too soft for a Saiyan if he had caused anything more than a light scratch he would turn into an apologising fool, trying to help his opponent.

And the worst part for Yami was that the soldier wasn't even dead!

He had no idea how but he could still sense an incredibly faint ki signature from his collapsed body, he was undoubtedly fucked up but apparently, still alive.

In reality, this was due to the harsh training the soldiers had to undergo to become Fire Tribe Warriors, as they manipulated and used fire day in day out, their bodies over centuries had built up resistances.

This led to the soldier Broly attacked being able to cling onto his life by the skin on his teeth.

Yami didn't care if the soldier was alive or dead one way or another.

However, he still couldn't tell this information to Broly because that would defeat the purpose of the lesson he had just learned.

The loss of life for a weaker species was an inevitable thing.

Especially as a Saiyan, it was a shockingly regular occurrence to exterminate weaker races.

Broly breathed out, trying to come to terms with what he just did.

The soldiers on the battlefield looked at Broly terrified, even as fire wielders they had never seen such potent ki and Broly's irregular appearance did him no favours.

The Ice Tribe soldiers were further perplexed, what Broly did, didn't make any sense by their standards.

"It must be part of the illusion!" one of them cried out as they approached Broly.

The soldier jumped up high into the air, reeling his fist back and smashed it against Broly's face, using all the force he could muster.

DOOSH!

A small echo could be heard as a great force met an immovable object.

'These crystal armours are really top quality, you should take some of these crystals when we wrap this up' Yami thought, admiring how even a backwater weakling could still deal decent damage if they were wearing crystal armour.

'That actually hurt!' Broly thought slightly startled by the impact shudder through his cheekbones.

Although it was beyond unlikely, Broly had never actually thought he would be the one taking damage in this fight, but this was an unrealistic expectation he had only now realised was completely idiotic.

Broly's hand found the helmet of the soldier.

"Huh?"

DOOOSH!

A louder sound could be heard as Broly's fist smashed the soldiers head against the solid rock under their feet, no doubt concussing him immediately.

The soldiers watched confused as they saw their comrade pummeled into the ground without any hope of retaliation.

Yami snickered, he could tell that the punch of the soldier broke Broly out of whatever moralistic turmoil he was in.

The battlefield was not a place for ethics.

'Let's get started!'

Broly charged out suddenly, his body blurring in the sight of the soldiers.

BINK!

Broly's fist pushed the soldier high into the air but he quickly grabbed his leg and threw him against the floor savagely. He then jumped forward driving both feet into the chest of the soldier, jumping up and down on him like a man possessed.

The other Fire Tribe soldiers didn't stand idly by as this was happening, they were trained elites, prepared for a variety of combat situations. Four of them immediately drew their swords, commanding long blades of ki crystal to come out of their armour.

They leapt towards Broly with a purpose, charging ki at the end of their swords and drawing arcs of fire that flew towards him.

Broly ignored the warm heat that slapped his body and faced a soldier, crashing his fist into his head abruptly forcing him to see nothing but black.

He then turned around to catch a sword coming his way, the attack immediately halted.

'W-What?'

The soldier was unable to believe that his sword was just stopped in the middle of its strike.

He looked up only to see a fist hurtling towards his face, the solider closed his eyes, preparing for the inevitable.

DOOSH!

The soldier suddenly flew backwards, his grip on his sword slipping as the world around him went rotated.

Broly smiled and hopped forward, dodging two strikes that were moments away from hitting him.

He ran up to the soldier and did his favourite move, a strong spinning leg kick to the side of the head. It was a very technical move that required the user to move their limbs and weight effectively but when it was done right, the opposition didn't stand a chance.

This attack dealt irreparable damage to the soldier.

The soldier's body was forced right, his trajectory suddenly changing due to the impact and he flew into the midst of combat, hitting another warrior.

The soldiers behind recovered quickly, after missing their attack they took two smooth steps and jumped up into the air, both attacking Broly with overhead slashes.

'This is actually kinda fun!'

Broly watched them jump towards him in slow motion, suddenly reminded that he was only to move this fast because the gravity on this planet was so low.

A wide small formed on his face and his hand moved, his palm carrying itself into the helmet of another soldier, the sheer momentum causing that soldier to collide with his comrade's head.

Broly's hand picked up speed and the two heads met pavement harshly.

They both rolled harmlessly on the ground, their salads thoroughly tossed.

This entire exchange had happened in under seven seconds.

The soldiers on the edge who were preparing their fire attacks cowered in fear as Broly laid eyes on them, still smiling.

They hastily unloaded on him, covering the whole area in a cloak of fire that burned harshly against the soft bluegrass, causing a suffocating smell to emerge.

The soldiers breathed heavily in the altered environment, staring at the fire fixedly, waiting for any signs of movement.

'Huh, I guess I won't need to go Super Saiyan after all'

Broly leapt out of the fire, his body crouched low as his eyes found another one of the soldiers.

The soldier panickedly stretched his arm trying to form a fire ki sword but he was to slow, Broly struck at a low angle, the force of punch sending the guard flying.

The other soldiers saw this and reacted quickly, jumping at Broly with their swords in hand.

Broly smiled while turning around, he aimed his fist precisely at the centre of a warriors chests, two at a time and winded them, his punches causing their crystal armours to shatter.

Broly laughed out loud to wail on the soldiers.

'So much for 'disabling' the soldiers,' Yami thought as Broly systematically destroyed the armour of the warriors, shattering bones and rupturing organs in the process.

'At least their not dead,' Yami said to himself sadistically.

[Storyteller: Broly unleashed! The next chapter is already out! Get on with it!]