Ragna nods solemnly. "Indeed it is."
The battle commences with a flash of light and a thunderous clash of power. Ragna charges forward, his fists glowing with the fiery might of the Super Saiyan 4. Kade meets him with the grace of a dancer, his movements swift and precise. He uses his godly agility to dodge Ragna's powerful swipes and punches, his own energy pulsing with the intensity of the God Pulse. Each dodge and counter leaves a trail of afterimages, a symphony of motion that the Saiyan warriors have never seen before.
The fight is a spectacle of divine might and primal instinct. The sky turns a deep shade of orange as their auras clash, sending shockwaves rippling across the planet's surface. The ground beneath their feet cracks and splits as they exchange blows that would level mountains. The air is thick with the scent of ozone and the electric charge of their power.
Ragna's Super Saiyan 4 form is indeed formidable, but Kade's godly techniques give him the edge. He unleashes his 14 Barrage, a flurry of punches and kicks that seemingly come from every direction, pushing Ragna back with their sheer speed and force. The Saiyan leader tries to counter with his own volley, but Kade's movements are unpredictable, his strikes landing with surgical precision.
The climax of the battle arrives as Kade gathers all his might for his Full Power Destruction Punch. His fist blazes with a dark aura, the power of the Hakai coalescing into a deadly weapon. Ragna, not one to back down, charges forth, his yellow eyes alight with the spirit of battle. The two collide, their fists meeting in a display of power that seems to freeze time itself.
The impact is deafening, sending waves of energy into the atmosphere that can be felt across the planet. When the dust settles, Kade stands tall, his fist still outstretched. Ragna, though bruised and battered, refuses to fall. His respect for the young god grows with each passing moment.
"Your power is incredible," Ragna admits, panting heavily.
Kade smirks, his godly aura still crackling. "Thanks for the spar. Maybe next time, I'll show you a few more tricks."
Ragna's body shifts back to its usual form, the red fur receding, revealing his tanned skin, and his eyes return to their natural blue hue. He extends a hand, and Kade, his own power waning, allows his hair to return to its natural black. As their palms meet in a firm handshake, a bond forms between the two warriors, one that transcends the boundaries of godhood and Saiyan pride.
"Thank you, Ragna," Kade says sincerely. "Your wisdom and power are truly inspiring."
The Elite Five gather around their leader, their expressions a mix of admiration and relief. Boru steps forward, his bruised ego momentarily forgotten. "We've learned much from this battle," he says with a nod. "Your strategies are unlike anything we've seen before."
Amidst the chatter, Lira sidles up to Aria, her eyes sparkling mischievously. "So, what do you think of our new god?" she whispers.
Aria arches an eyebrow. "What do you mean?"
"Come on," Lira giggles, nudging her friend with an elbow. "You can't tell me you haven't noticed. Kade's totally hot."
The angel sighs, a hint of exasperation in her eyes. "Lira, he's the God of Destruction. He's got more on his plate than just looking good."
But Lira's infectious enthusiasm doesn't waver. "I know, I know. But a girl can appreciate the eye candy, right?"
The tension in the air lightens as Aria laughs. "I suppose so. Just remember, gods are a different breed. They're not exactly the settling-down type."
Lira winks. "Who said anything about settling down? I'm just saying, if he swung by for a cup of ambrosia, I wouldn't say no."
The angel shakes her head, a smile playing on her lips. "Your priorities are all over the place."
"Hey, I'm not asking for the universe," Lira retorts, her grin widening. "Just a little divine spark in my life."
Kade rolls his eyes, though he can't help but feel a hint of satisfaction at the attention. "Thanks, but I'm pretty busy saving the multiverse." He turns to Aria, who's trying to stifle her laughter. "Ready to blow this popsicle stand?"
Aria nods, and with a flick of their wrists, they're airborne, leaving the stunned Elite Five behind. "You're a natural show-off," she says, her voice tinged with amusement.
They ascend into the atmosphere of Sarada, the planet's vibrant blues and greens shrinking beneath them. The gravity of their ascent doesn't weigh them down; rather, it's the weight of their conversation that lingers.
"What did you think of Lira?" Kade asks casually, breaking the silence.
Aria arches an eyebrow. "You mean the Saiyan who could bench-press a star and looked at you like you were the last piece of cake at a cosmic bake sale?"
Kade nods, his face a picture of innocence. "Well, she's ugly...I can do better" he said.
Aria's laughter echoes through the heavens. "Oh, you're one to talk. But if you insist on chasing after every powerful Saiyan woman you lay eyes on, I'll be sure to keep you on a tight leash," she teases.
"What, no faith in my charm?" Kade feigns innocence, though his smirk gives him away.
"None whatsoever," Aria replies, her eyes sparkling with mirth.
Their banter fills the vacuum of space as they travel through the vast cosmic expanse. The stars are mere background decorations to their unfolding saga.
"Seriously, though, Aria," Kade says, a mischievous glint in his eyes. "When we get back to my realm, I'm gonna throw a party so epic, it'll make the other gods themselves jealous."
"I'm sure you will," Aria says, rolling her eyes playfully. "But remember, we have duties to attend to."
Kade nods, though his mind is racing with party themes and guest lists. They re-enter the atmosphere of Sarada, the planet's vibrant blue hue growing larger as they fly down to the ground and land on a serene mountain.
The Saiyan Palace is an impressive sight, gleaming gold and crimson against the stark sky. It's a testament to the power and pride of the Saiyan race, with grand arches and spiraling towers that seem to defy gravity.
"Alright, Aria," Kade says, his eyes wide with excitement. "Let's do this."
With a flash of godly might, he takes off into the sky, leaving a trail of dark energy in his wake. Aria watches him, shaking her head with a fond smile before following at a more sedate pace. They arrive at the Saiyan Palace, a majestic structure that seems to have been born from the very fabric of the planet itself.
The palace guards, upon seeing the new God of Destruction and his angelic attendant, snap to attention, their expressions a mix of awe and wariness. Kade lands gracefully, his transformation a stark contrast to the stoic Saiyans who stand before him. He tries to play it cool, but his excitement is palpable as he strides through the grand archway into the heart of the Palace.
"Wow," Kade murmurs, his eyes wide with wonder. "This place is... it's like Vegas meets ancient Japan, but with more punching."
Aria rolls her eyes. "You're not here for sightseeing," she reminds him.
He nods, his grin never faltering. "Right, right. The universe isn't going to destroy itself."
The halls of the Saiyan Palace stretch on forever, lined with statues of legendary Saiyans, their expressions fierce and stoic. Kade can't help but feel a twinge of nerves. These are his people now, and he's supposed to be their protector. But as he walks, his aura of power swells around him, sending a clear message: he's not just any god; he's the God of Destruction. The Saiyans they pass by can't help but gawk, some bowing in respect, while others eye him with suspicion. Kade tries to play it cool, throwing a casual wave here and there, but the weight of their gazes is like a pressure cooker building steam.