>>5468458But despite the cockpit opening, you remain calm. Having focused your mind, your wrath is no longer bubbling over. Instead of letting it run rampant, you've focused it, honing it into a deadly blade. And as you see the fat man's face turn from excitement to shock, you unsheathe it. Your power explodes as you Ascend back into your strongest form, the fat man immediately trying to step back, to get away in his sudden confusion. But you don't let him go anywhere. Without moving a muscle, you focus that razor-sharp rage towards him. With a thought you lash out with your telekinesis, grabbing him with your overwhelming strength and holding him bound.
“Going somewhere?” you ask, voice low and menacing as you remain seated. But he's not the only threat, as suddenly, despite the appearance of not only King Cold but his sons Cooler and Freeza as well, Zeno attacks you.
“DRAGON LANCE!” he bellows, firing a dragon-shaped blast of violet energy directly at you. His sudden explosion of power is surprising, but you're not so easily bested. Focusing your power inward, you condense your blazing aura into the super-condensed Energy Body right as his attack strikes you square in the neck. But you don't even flinch, your energy absorbing the majority of his attack's power. You barely even feel it, eyes focused solely on the one responsible for everything that's happened. And begin dragging him towards you.
“Eeep! F-Father, please! Save me!!” Milluki cries out pitifully, you glancing towards the Zoldycks as Zeno's technique ends, seeing the roof cracked beneath their feet as Cold's imposing Under Pressure hovers in the air behind him. No doubt using its gravity powers to keep the rest of the family pinned in place.
“What is the meaning of this, Cold?” Zeno demands, eyes burning with fury. Yet, despite the others clearly struggling under the intense gravity, he remains seemingly unphased. “You DARE come to <span class="mu-i">my</span> home, and attack <span class="mu-i">my</span> family?! We had a deal!”
“One that your boy over there, in the grip of that Saiyan he tried to murder several times over, broke.” Cold says, you seeing the shock then thousands of thoughts a second go over the assassin patriarch's face. “Arctus, if you would?”
“Of course.” Arctus replies, turning towards you and projecting the display of his computer up into several split monitor displays. Each one showing a strange, golden avatar speaking with not only several different Remnant personnel, but one with that damned wizard Babidi himself. Which Arctus focuses on, dismissing the rest.
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