Angela couldn't believe what she was hearing from Krillin. She turned and faced the vast ocean that Krillin pointed off to. A 100 mile swim!? She understood that they would be training under harsh conditions but this was something else. Sighing to herself, she took some time to psych herself up. She went around to where the ladies were and quickly changed into a swim suit, her physique showing that she wasn't scrawny and her face showing that she wasn't about to left in the dust (droplets?) by the other fighters.

Some had already taken off from the island, she took a running start and dove into the water, joining them in the 100 mile swim. With each stroke, she caught up and passed some of the others. I can do this, she thought to herself, she couldn't give up now. Not after everything.

Hours passed by and the moon's glows stretched across the waters. Angela could feel her limbs aching as she continued her strokes. She fought through the pain, in the end it would only make her stronger for whatever trials were next. She wasn't about to be picked up by Lazuli like some of the others. And as the final stretch ended, Angela took some well deserved deep breaths as she walked onto the beach and fell flat onto her back. She had made it, it almost seemed surreal to her. 100 miles of nothing but open water, but she made it.

After a second, she sat up and looked around. There definitely fewer people on the island then there were back at the starting point. Looking around, she also noticed Bakuto, standing tall despite appearing exhausted like everyone else. At least a familiar face had made it with her, Angela sighed and looked up at the moon for a moment, thinking about things that lead up to all this. A self taught fighter who not only won a tournament, but was now training to fight aliens of all things. Fate sure had a funny way of doing things.