[center][b]Name:[/b] Okora
[b]Race:[/b] Saiyan
[b]Ki Color:[/b] Blue
[b]Power Level:[/b] 910
[b]Location:[/b] Near Ginger Town
[b]Tag:[/b][/center] [@Weird Tales][@Double][@Iceheart]Open

Okora let out a mutter of frustration as she tried to keep going. The battle with the alien freak had taken more out of her then she thought it had. She could barely keep going and to make matters worse she had somehow lost him. All she was getting was a vague sense that he was heading north but right now she could barely keep herself in the sky. She tried to see if she could get a more direct sense of where he was going but instead of getting a more direct sense of where the alien was going she was picking up other higher than average power levels that were extremely close. They weren't as high as the alien but they were almost exactly as strong as her own

[i]What the hell is going on now? Why are all those power levels gathering in Ginger town?[/i]

She gingerly lowered herself to the ground near where she was sensing the power levels and cautiously approached the small group of people.

"So...Anyone else here going after the alien that blew up Parsley city?" She asked hopefully. Finding others with the same strength as her was a game changer, maybe she wouldn't have to fight that monster alone again when she caught up with him. "I tried fighting him myself earlier and that didn't work out as well as I hoped it would."