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”You are free while under my service. Mark this as the beginning of our resistance against Frieza.” Your words surprise your warriors and your captives both.
“Free?” Rasha says. “You would let us be free?”
Turles, shaking off his surprise, narrows down that freedom. “Under his service.” He says.
You continue. “As Turles says. You are free while under my service and you’ve said you owe your life to me.” You believe them, you wanted to say, but it felt odd to do so.
Olond is the first to reply. “I will serve you.”
Rasha nods. “And so will I.”
“Then your first task is to tell me of your worlds and your races.”
Olond is first to reply again. “I am from planet Gennel, it’s an arid place with higher than usual gravity. We are a humble race for the most part, agrarian communities under the leadership of martial monks. I am from the…” He ponders, looking for words. “The Way of the Wrathful Wind. Thankfully our world is poor in resources so Lord Fri- I mean, Frieza, asks only for a tithe in warriors.”
“How many?” You ask.
“The ten finest of each graduation. For most schools, that is half their graduates or more. Some of the larger ones have even bigger tithes, twenty, or even thirty.”
That seems rather stringent.
Raditz poses another question. “Wouldn’t that hamper the development of the martial schools?”
Olond nods somberly. “Absolutely. When your finest are destined to go and fight until they die for the Cold Empire, our schools cannot grow as well. We cannot develop new techniques, and they’re just barely keeping up with the teaching of the traditional ones.
You duly note it in your mind. Olond’s world could provide fierce warriors if given a better treatment than the one Frieza gives. You then look at Rasha.
The alien seems hurt as he remembers old memories. “I am from Tagala. A technologically advanced world. My kind are the results of decades long genetic experiments to unlock ki from a weaker race.”
Nappa smiles. “It seems their research was a success.”
“Not so.” Rasha says. “Out of a hundred, only one survived, sometimes the results only resulted in increases of around 500. I was the best one, an increase of over 10.000. It’s why Frieza took me away.”
“I see.” You reply. “We will take your chains away when your new rooms are ready. Bear in mind that you will watched. Closely.”
You turn around and head out of the prison cell. Raditz and Nappa follow you, Turles stays behind.
“What’s all this about, Prince Vegeta?” Nappa asks. “Since when do we trust Frieza aliens?”
“We need tools for the fight.” You reply. “As Raditz said… Can we guarantee how many Saiyans remain? Perhaps it is thousands and we can mount a proper fighting force, or perhaps these five were the only ones who remained alive.”
Nappa shakes his head. “I sure hope there’s more than these five. That would mean that out of ten remaining Saiyans, one is basically an earthling and two are non-combatants.”
