Oca clenches the fist of his broken arm, he thinks about every time he couldve gone super saiyan, but his body would not do it. The time he could not help out Kelery as he saw him get beat down by the same pirate who killed many of his race. Bleeding on the ground with every limb and bone being broken in the poor kids body. The blood foaming around his mouth and nose. That drove him angry. The time he needed to foolishly run away from a fight as his best friend stayed back to fight for him and died. If he only had the power to become a super saiyan, he would be alive and well right now. He even couldn't defeat the people who killed him. He saw as one of the people who killed his friend was beaten and killed. He couldn't fight others because he was so weak, so now he could not even honor is friends death in any way. That drove him mad. But now, his pride was broken as well his arm. The child he could beat down so easily now a super saiyan who broke his arm. His fellow peers just telling him to fight people who will kill him just for a joke. That drove him insane.

He grit his teeth out of anger. Emotions building and swelling inside of him. Sorrow from the fact that he couldn't honor his friends death. Despair from the fact that he can't even help his comrades. And anger from all the scrutinizing he is recieving. His aura flares up slowly turning into a golden color before exploding into a completly yellow one. His hair slowly going up from the power before spiking up in a flash of gold light. The mountain he was on aswell as the ground beneath it started shaking. Avalanches coming down below the mountain. Cracks appeared beneath his feet. His eyes flashed with cyan color as his body's muscles started bulging out increasing in size. His bandana flying off into an unknown direction. Lighting started raining down onto the mountain as it all culminated in an amazing explosion of power and energy.

His mind was totaly full of anger, regret, and many more things. But one thing he knew he was focused on was on the child. He walked towards him. Extending his arm and pointing at the child.
"In a year we will have a battle." He said, his voice filled with anger.
"In that battle if i win i will tear your arm off, aswell as your tail. But if i loose you get to do that to me."
His expression turned even more stern as he said:
"I don't care what you say. Exactly in a year no matter what situation i will fight you again, you hear me you little bug?"
He then started slowly walking back to his spot, or more so near to Tils. Small cracks formed as he walked back and forth between Auber and Tils. His footsteps creating small shockwaves and earthquakes from the amount of energy he had. He sat down, trying to calm down a little bit and try to master the form. He deserved this rest.