"No... no... don't!" Emperor Pilaf, Ashu, and Mai huddled together, trembling so violently in fear that their teeth chattered nonstop.
They had never imagined that their painstakingly prepared barrage of bullets, shells, and lasers would prove utterly useless against He-El.
Was he even human?
He had dodged countless bullets, shells, and laser blasts amid the hail of fire. His figure moved like a ghostly phantom, swifter than a leopard. That was utterly incompatible with those terrifyingly powerful muscles!
"Where are the Dragon Balls?" He-El tore open the meter-thick steel of the control cabin with his bare hands and dropped down from above. His heavy footsteps slammed onto the floor with a dull boom. His knees bent slightly before straightening, and he walked expressionlessly toward Emperor Pilaf and the other two, who were huddled together.
The impact of He-El's landing traveled through the floor beneath Emperor Pilaf and the others, making them feel as though they had been blasted into the air. Their legs gave out, and the three collapsed to the floor, nearly crying from fright.
He-El advanced toward them like a demon, cold and merciless.
"Do I need to ask a second time?" Emperor Pilaf and the others had been too busy clinging to each other and shivering in terror. Only when He-El arrived before them and looked down at them, his ruthless gaze seeming ready to skin them alive, did goosebumps surge up Emperor Pilaf's body like an electric current. He was terrified out of his wits.
"N-no... no... they're... they're here..." Under He-El's gaze, Emperor Pilaf lowered his head tremblingly, not daring to face him.
At that moment, he felt nothing but fear. Looking down at He-El's muscular, solid calves, he was terrified that one kick from those legs would kill him.
And He-El absolutely had the