>>5451528“And I have only you to thank for that, Piccolo.” You reply, you felt that you had to show him this respect this once, for all he thought you.
His eyes open wide. “Right.” He smirks. “Even Saiyan princes have things to learn.”
[New Technique: Absolute Focus. Vegeta enters a state of mind in which he fully focuses on understanding, blocking and countering his enemy’s movements until he is able to retaliate on a focal point. This technique is especially useful against power-ups that burn out quickly.]
You smile back and return to your warriors.
Nappa seems to be back up, and he’s watched part of your fight. His armor’s all shattered and you can see many burns on his body. “That triclops had a bunch of aces up his sleeve.” He says. “Good display there, Vegeta.”
You nod and chuckle. “You never learn, Nappa. Never underestimate your enemy.”
He shakes his head as he laughs along with you. “You gotta recognize that you were not expecting that triclops to be that strong. Tien, was it?”
“Yes.” You reply. You look at your people. Nappa and Raditz, your most loyal. Turles, who perhaps has a fine heart under his attitude. The refugees, Kalabash and Calava, who can do nothing but look at you in amazement.
“As you can see, the earthlings are strong purely through training. This planet would’ve been considered one of weaklings to be exterminated by my father, but I am not him.”
You look at Kakarot being carried off. “Though we are not the same and our objectives are different, we have much to learn from these earthlings.” You then look at Calava. “The first lesson is to know that you need to learn.”
She nods, with a look that hovers between embarrassment and anger.
You cross your arms. “Then after that comes learning from all around you in order to become stronger. To defeat your enemies and restore our lost glory.”
You notice that all your companions look at you with even more amazement, Turles is wide-eyed, Nappa and Raditz have their mouths open in astonishment.
“V-Vegeta.” Nappa says. “Is your aura golden?!”
You look at your hands and around you, for a moment you see it. A glint only, a dash of yellow that swiftly dissipates and returns to your regular white energy. The sun is setting behind you, spreading an orange tint across the wasteland.
You look to the setting sun. “It must’ve been a trick of the light.”
Raditz gulps. “W-was it?”
Your group speaks no more words. You are the first to dash away through the air and the rest follow suit only a few seconds after.
Calava remains for a few more seconds, looking intently at the earthlings who are also getting ready to leave. As she looks at the one called Yamcha, she feels the pain on her back intensely. The one he caused. As Yamcha looks at her, she turns around and flies off.
