Goku carried Vegeta, who was gravely injured and on the verge of death. Yamcha carried Nappa, whom he had already killed. Krillin, Chiaotzu, and Puar held up the spaceship Vegeta had arrived in, and together with Tien Shinhan and Piccolo, they flew back to Kami's Lookout.
"You're back." Seeing that they had returned safely, Kami nodded slightly.
"Kami, we're back. We've already resolved the crisis Brother He-El mentioned—the alien invasion of Earth." Goku said, raising the severely injured Vegeta with one hand.
Piccolo and Tien Shinhan landed on the grounds of Kami's Lookout. Krillin, Chiaotzu, and Puar set Vegeta's spaceship down, while Yamcha laid Nappa's corpse on the ground.
Everyone relaxed, smiles appearing on their faces.
Ever since He-El had said before leaving Earth years ago that aliens would invade and bring devastation upon the planet, they had all trained tirelessly to protect Earth and its people.
Now that they had resolved the crisis He-El had warned them about, everyone let out a sigh of relief. At least they had not disappointed He-El's expectations.
"Everyone... well done. You have not let down He-El's teachings." Kami swept his gaze over their faces, pausing briefly on Piccolo before offering his praise.
"Hehe, not really. It's all because Brother He-El taught us so well." Krillin scratched the back of his head sheepishly.
"Krillin is shameless. He didn't defeat any of the aliens." Puar mercilessly exposed the fact that Krillin had not contributed much.
"I wanted to fight too, but I lost at rock-paper-scissors! Hmph, I helped clear the field, didn't I? If I hadn't lost, I would've gone into battle too." Krillin protested. "At the very least, I should've dealt with Yamcha's opponent."
"Nyah nyah nyah~~~~~ Krillin didn't even have an opponent." Puar flew onto Krillin's bald head, sprawled there, and stuck out