Two days later.
He-El held his arms flat together behind his back, his forearm muscles bulging to create a stable platform for Bulma to stand on.
Yesterday, although Bulma had been delighted to be pressed close against He-El, his running while carrying her had left her blood and Ki circulation blocked, her legs numb. Coupled with the nauseating ups and downs, it had made her miserable.
So He-El changed methods, placing both arms behind his back and bulging his forearm muscles to form an exaggerated muscle platform. The forearm-muscle platform was a full sixty centimeters wide, allowing Bulma to stand barefoot on it while hugging He-El's neck and head to keep her balance and guide him.
Whenever she got tired, He-El used Ki to grow out his hair, tying Bulma up with it so she could sleep.
On He-El's back, Bulma could no longer feel the slightest bump. In this short time, He-El had developed a bodily self-balancing stability core. Every muscle fiber in his body possessed the ability to use self-balancing stability as its core. He was steadier than any suspension system.
Bulma straightened up behind He-El's waist, bracing both hands on his head and lifting her gaze to look across the uneven rolling hills.
"It's there! There's a village there, and the Dragon Radar says it's in that village too!" Bulma pointed in that direction, checked the Dragon Radar in her right hand to confirm it, then tucked it back into her pocket. She leaned her upper body over He-El's head, her heart fluttering.
"Okay." He-El answered, then turned to Goku. "Goku, two o'clock. We're heading to that village."
"Got it, Big Brother He-El! This time, I'll definitely be the first to reach the village!" Goku replied, then immediately charged at full speed toward the village with Emperor