Translation
~Das Licht der Erde
don't understand any of this. Why is he doing that. He knows how strong I am. Then why is he letting me win?"
Jasmin sat down next to her friend and watched her from the side. "Maybe he didn't want to hurt you or expose you in front of everyone. Chances are, Goten is a pretty good fighter. Who knows, maybe he'll take part in the big tournament too."
"Goths and a fighter?" Laughed Camille. "That I don't laugh! He wouldn't have any-"
Camille stopped talking in the middle of a sentence. Her head began to pick up old memories that she had already forgotten. It wouldn't be the first time that Camille took part in the great martial arts tournament. No, exactly ten years ago she took part in the 25th big tournament in the children's section.
Back then, children were only allowed to fight adults at the age of 15 and since Camille was only seven years old and had only started training martial arts a few months, she was only allowed to compete in the children's section. She had easily defeated any of her opponents until she reached the semi-finals and had to fight a boy her age. No matter how hard she tried, the boy had dodged all of her attacks with ease until he had knocked her out of the ring with just one blow.
That's strange ... the way Goten evaded my attacks is very similar to my semi-final opponent at the 25th big tournament. Could it be that I fought against Goths back then?Thoughtfully, Camille crossed her arms in front of her chest. She didn't notice that Jasmin was still in the room and looked at her confused. Her thoughts revolved around Goths and the struggle ten years ago.[i]If I remember correctly, the little boy made it to the final but lost. But I'm quite sure that the little boy's hair color has changed from black to blonde ... exactly the same color as those golden warriors who fought Cell back then.
"I have to get to the bottom of this," Camille muttered, getting up from her seat. "I'm sorry, Jasmin, but I have something important to do. Can you tell the teachers that I was not feeling well and that I went home because of it?"
Jasmin sat down next to her friend and watched her from the side. "Maybe he didn't want to hurt you or expose you in front of everyone. Chances are, Goten is a pretty good fighter. Who knows, maybe he'll take part in the big tournament too."
"Goths and a fighter?" Laughed Camille. "That I don't laugh! He wouldn't have any-"
Camille stopped talking in the middle of a sentence. Her head began to pick up old memories that she had already forgotten. It wouldn't be the first time that Camille took part in the great martial arts tournament. No, exactly ten years ago she took part in the 25th big tournament in the children's section.
Back then, children were only allowed to fight adults at the age of 15 and since Camille was only seven years old and had only started training martial arts a few months, she was only allowed to compete in the children's section. She had easily defeated any of her opponents until she reached the semi-finals and had to fight a boy her age. No matter how hard she tried, the boy had dodged all of her attacks with ease until he had knocked her out of the ring with just one blow.
That's strange ... the way Goten evaded my attacks is very similar to my semi-final opponent at the 25th big tournament. Could it be that I fought against Goths back then?Thoughtfully, Camille crossed her arms in front of her chest. She didn't notice that Jasmin was still in the room and looked at her confused. Her thoughts revolved around Goths and the struggle ten years ago.[i]If I remember correctly, the little boy made it to the final but lost. But I'm quite sure that the little boy's hair color has changed from black to blonde ... exactly the same color as those golden warriors who fought Cell back then.
"I have to get to the bottom of this," Camille muttered, getting up from her seat. "I'm sorry, Jasmin, but I have something important to do. Can you tell the teachers that I was not feeling well and that I went home because of it?"