The sun glistened on the lake near your home, each ripple catching the light like scattered diamonds. It was a warm summer day, and sweat ran down your brow as you pounded the training dummy. The impact of your punch sent it flying across the field, shattered and useless—a reminder of just how much Saiyan strength you carried. With a frustrated sigh, you decided to meditate instead, sitting cross-legged on the grass.

Time slipped by in calm silence. Thirty minutes passed, and your eyelids grew heavy, your mind teetering on the edge of sleep, when suddenly—BOOM!

The ground shook violently, trees uprooting as dirt and debris shot skyward. The force left a deep crater at its center. Heart pounding, you sprinted toward the source, adrenaline flooding your veins.

And there she was. Caulifla stepped out of a pod, dusting herself off and ruffling her wild hair with a cocky smirk. She cracked her knuckles lazily, then paused to take in the scene, eyes sparkling with mischief.

"Well, well, well... it's been a while since the Tournament of Power, huh?" she said, her voice dripping with teasing confidence. "I almost didn't recognize you out here all alone, hiding your strength in some quiet little lake paradise. Pathetic, really."

She suddenly launched forward, flying toward you effortlessly. Crossing her arms as she hovered midair, the smirk on her face widened. "I came all this way because I need a real challenge. You, me... let's see if you've actually gotten any stronger since last time. And let's make it interesting! If I beat you, you train me no arguments. And if I lose? Oh, don't worry, I'll annoy you relentlessly, pester you day and night until you have to train me."

Her eyes gleamed with excitement as she leaned slightly forward in the air, crossing her arms tighter. "But don't even think I'm holding back I'm Caulifla!" She points at you confidently. "You ready to get smoked monkey?" she says cockily.