Prince Vegeta attacked Celeri with a powerful kick at her chest. She crossed her arms in front of herself, blocking the attack but being pushed back. Vegeta followed with a punch as her stomach and a kick at her face, but the young servant girl blocked those as well.
"Fight back, Celeri!" Vegeta demanded.
"I don't want to strike you, Prince Vegeta…" she replied.
"Striking me is the whole point! We're a warrior race, if you can't fight, then you have no right to call yourself a Saiyan!"
Celeri scowled and blocked the prince's next blow. She forcefully uncrossed her arms, blowing Vegeta backwards and stretched her arms out in front of her. With a shout of determination, she fired a beam of energy right at Vegeta's chest, launching him backwards into the wall of the training facility.
Vegeta stood and dusted off the front of his armor, which had an impressive burn mark on it. He smirked at Celeri and launched forward at her, punching her in the face. She rolled with the blow and did a back flip, kicking Vegeta in the chin and launching him up towards the ceiling.
Then, she was on top of him slamming her fist down toward his back. Vegeta twirled in midair, blocked, and punched Celeri in the stomach. He then kicked her in the back, sending her back down to the ground, where she made a spectacular crater. Vegeta slowly lowered himself to the ground and in front of her, smirking.
She raised herself up, standing once more and met his eyes. She sighed.
"That's enough, you win, Prince Vegeta," she said.
Vegeta head butted her hard, knocking her down on her backside. She shouted in surprise as she fell.
"A Saiyan doesn't give up until they can't move!" he scolded her.
Celeri scowled and launched up at Vegeta with a roar. He casually sidestepped her charge and grabbed her by the ankle. Vegeta slammed her into the ground, then threw her across the training room into the wall. Nappa jumped out of the way as the girl slammed into the wall he had been leaning against.
"Galick Gun!" Vegeta declared, launching a purple energy wave at his slave girl.
She shouted in pain until the beam abated, then she fell to the ground. She tried to stand up, but couldn't make it farther up than on one knee.
"Now I win," Vegeta said with a smirk as he walked up to Celeri.
A clapping echoed through the room, drawing Vegeta, Celeri, and Nappa's eyes to the entrance, where Lord Frieza sat in his hover chair, King Vegeta standing next to him.
"Excellent display," Frieza said, hovering closer. "Strong as ever, Prince Vegeta, and your little toy is quite strong for a third-class runt. It's almost as if I'm looking upon the legendary Super Saiyans themselves."
Frieza's tail lashed out and smacked Celeri across the room.
"Now if only we could crush that softness out of her."
"Hey, only I'm allowed to hit Celeri!" Vegeta objected.
"Vegeta—" the king started.
"It's no problem, King Vegeta," Frieza said. "It's natural for a child to be protective of his possessions. Come now."
The two left.
Vegeta glowered at the warlord, then rushed over to where Celeri lay unmoving on the ground. She wasn't seriously hurt, just unconscious. He picked her up and carried her to a healing pod.
"One day," he said to Nappa. "Frieza will learn not to touch my things."