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There he was, by his waterfall. You find that Olond and Rasha are both there as well, meditating at his sides among the tranquility of the forest.
You lower yourself down softly and the three of them acknowledge you with nods.
“Piccolo. Olond. Rasha.” You say. “We are departing soon.”
Rasha and Olond nod. “The nature of this planet is rather enjoyable, master Vegeta.” Olond says. “Perhaps you should meditate with us for a while too. The ship won’t go anywhere.”
You’re tempted, much to your own surprise. “I’d like to, but the mission to Sadala Station is a top priority for me.”
“Of course.” Rasha says, getting out of his cross-legged position and standing up. “The future of your race depends on it.”
You nod. “I’m afraid so.”
Piccolo raises an eyebrow in irritation and finally stops meditating. He stretches a bit, his weighed clothing moving along with him. “Your punch yesterday was quite a show.” He says.
“Let’s say I’ve gotten tired of sudden outbursts of power.”
Rasha chuckles. “Then you must be tired of your own people. I remember seeing you in the various stations of the Cold Empire way back when. Your power level was what? 15.000? Now you stand at 25.000 barely a year later.”
“18.000” You correct him. “It was at 18.000.” You look at Piccolo again. “My punch wasn’t the only show yesterday. You’ve also learned a few things, haven’t you?”
Piccolo smiles defiantly. “Let’s say that I feel a sense of camaraderie with my fellow alien friends.”
Rasha and Olond laugh at that. “Yes, prince Vegeta.” Rasha says. “I have taught Piccolo how to unlock his power and he has used it most admirably. To think it could be used to instantly charge a beam attack.”
Olond shakes his head. “Not that Piccolo is the only one that received our aid, master Vegeta. Your proficiency with the way of the wind is also admirable.”
Well, at least these three get along nicely. “I’d like to be informed of these matters. I must know all the assets I have at hand when things get hairy.”
“I know how to handle my own power, thank you very much.” Piccolo replies. “But I’ll make an effort for you.” The Namekian then unleashes his aura. “By the way, have you noticed that I’m at that ‘power level’ you requested?”
That is true, he has reached 9.000 after the battle with Turles. Perhaps the pure strain and effort to efficiently manage his energy has shown some hidden power he had inside him. “That is true…” You say, scratching your chin.
Olond seems slightly disheartened. “Master Piccolo is already this strong? It seems I’ll have to redouble my efforts.”
