Twisting and shifting the peculiar cube in her hands the woman her mismatched eyes gazed quietly at the location Bucket had left mere moments ago, her lips curving up into a smile. Interesting... so someone else had learned to transcend beyond their limits. Taking a few steps into the clearing Esperia pondered the idea of calling out to the man, but she had a sudden more creative idea of sorts. One that would fit as a calling to a 'Saiyan'.
The elf closed her eyes, taking a deep breath. She knew how to tap into it far easier than Lily did, after all she was known to have wielded many magical powers in her previous life. However, this one did always fascinate her. She could still see Bucket's back among the trees as he was leaving, when finally she decided to wordlessly call out to him in a way that was befitting for their powers.
Saiyan magic was the power to turn ones emotions and willpower into raw power, a power that was sleeping dormant within people yet only few possessed the means to properly tap into.
Just transforming wouldn't be enough to draw out his attention, she needed to draw upon something more fierce, more violent. She allowed the suppressed memory to return, her battered and beaten body collapsed on the stone tiles of the alleyway. The rain that clattered relentlessly onto her body as blood started to pool underneath her. These cold heartless eyes that looked at her, denying her existence and the efforts she had done to reach the rank of Captain Commander. It filled her with anger... with such an intense rage she could feel the aura of her soul starting to flare to life. It flickered and flared, sparks of energy radiating around her body. "RYAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!" A feral cry escaped her lips, like a savage warcry as her aura flared violently into existence, the golden aura erupting around her as she felt her hair turning a pure golden color, washing away the black and white hues. "KAIOKEN TIMES TEN!"
As she felt the natural limiter on her body being removed her aura became coated in a violent crimson outline, raising a hand as she allowed the mere sweeping motion to be accompanied by an accumulation of her energy, a surge of violent wind gushing into Bucket's direction as if to alert him of her presence, and once he turned around she smiled playfully at him.
"Not going to say hi, 'Papa'?"
The last word was spoken in an uncharacteristic endearing manner, reminiscent of how Lily called Bucket in the past. How would the Warrior Bucket react to seeing his 'daughter' again, wielding the same power he did?