Hanasia, Queen of the Saiyans

3.33 Ice Kurima

The queen went to her friend's giant face. It still carried the gaping scars from her battle for the title of chief. It was her, without a doubt. On top of her wounds, her voice, deepened due to her size, and even her changed facial expression, that energy, though fading, was Cetinia's.

— Ever seen... that many moons at once...? Cetinia asked her friend, the tiny little friend standing inches from her eyes. Her eyes shifted towards the sky, red from dusk, or perhaps blood, and reveled in her final sight. Her heart wasn't beating anymore. She would never be her village's chief. She could feel water drip from her eyes. It was Hanasia, that stupid little bitch, who was crying.

The Saiyan Queen rose. She didn't look up, still avoiding a transformation into a Great Ape. What was in her range of sight was her Saiyan people. They would gang up to hold down their berserk compatriots, who would still attack their own. An identical scene was unfolding further away. Those hypnotised weren't as lucky, and had to be put down by their brothers.

A grand cry roared across the plain. One of rage, one that could have only come from a Saiyan. An immense golden light complemented by a whirlwind of fierce torrents and heat ignited on the fallen ape body of Cetinia. The remaining pieces of cloth on the queen's face were swept away by said winds. And when Hanasia lifted her eyes towards the bastard who violated her mind, it was to shoot him the hard and resolute gaze of the Super Saiyan of legend. No mercy nor other chance would be given to her opponent.

— She isn't under my control at all anymore, Chili thought to himself in total disbelief. After that, he didn't have time to think of anything else at all, as the Saiyan Queen who had freed herself from his grasp rushed him, closing the hundred-metre gap between them in a flash. By the time he would be able to brace himself, he would already be dead. And he already was.

Chili felt a shockwave pass through him. He thought he had died, but what he felt was only the air shifting from a blow missing its target. He could see the figure draped in light fly out of his path, stomped in its rage by a kick he didn't see coming. An imposing figure shrouded in black appeared before him. Who had just saved his life?

General Chatterton turned to him. Damn it, thought Chili as he grit his teeth. I now owe my life to the General! I would've been better off dead.

— Lord Chilled's killer, wailed Peronipe as he pointed to the being surrounded by the characteristic yellow light, who had reassumed her battle position. Killer of our lord!

— Yes, added Mipan. We've lured the odious beast out of its lair.

Chili had no idea the general was part of the invading force. Better yet, he knew that he was not on their ship. Had he been, he would've emerged at the start of the battle and would have singlehandedly wiped out the army of giant monkeys. So where did he come from?

The other squad members asked themselves the same question. As they did, admiring the fighter who had (more than likely) taken the life of a Frost Demon, they remained smug, for, maybe, oh, half a second.

The Queen of the Saiyans had returned. She shone of the powerful yellow light that granted her invulnerability. She didn't even transform into an oozaru, the term used by Saiyans to describe the form of Great Ape, as she was already the strongest. She was his Queen, the amazing Hanasia.

The young soldier of the King's army, so now the Queen's, had seen her go toe to toe with the beastly Millennial Warrior. He had seen her face off with the foul invader with bug skin.

The sight of that breathed new hope into this young Saiyan from the countryside. It was the second time the tide of battle had shifted. Everyone counted.

— All with the Queen!! he cried in baritone. All with the Queen! He repeated as he hopped high in the sky to meet his enemies, who remained afloat at an altitude they thought would be sufficiently high to avoid mess down below.