Ritzusen slowly trudged through the streets of North city. His head was held high as usual and his hood was over his head. His red scouter was placed over his right eye and began blinking. There were many power sources along the area which meant there were many people. Dots covered the red screen as it picked up the sources. His feet drug him along and his back began to ache some. The Saiyan had been walking for a while for he was an assassin, a blade in the crowd. Ritzusen found a nearby bench with a few innocents sitting on them. The assassin sat down and leaned back with his head to the red brick wall in which was behind him. It was an old building so dust fell from the back of his gray hair and onto the ground. Ritzusen soon saw a power source appear on his scouter. The power level was well over two hundred thousand and could've possibly have been a threat. Ritzusen turned his body towards the arrow where his scouter pointed.
There was a man with blue hair and a muscular body, his eye had a peculiar mark that got Ritzusen'd attention and caused him to stare a little. Obviously the man had felt his presence for he was asking about strong power levels in which wanted to battle him. The Saiyan rubbed his gloved hands and looked back up after him after looking down.
"Your looking at a strong power level," He spoke, "And I don't mind a battle."
Ritzusen lifted into the air as a blue aura sped over his body. The ends were jagged and it waved over his anatomy. The Saiyan looked him in the eyes and spoke,
"You start."
The battle between two Saiyans was about to begin.
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