Explosion

Roland's sudden intrusion gave Sephiria a massive fright. As she snatched up her clothes to cover her body, her other hand subconsciously condensed a sphere of azure energy, ready to hurl it at the intruder.

Seeing this, Roland hurriedly shouted, "Sister, it's me!"

Realizing the intruder was actually Roland, Sephiria quickly dissipated the energy sphere. She then glared at him with an unpleasant expression, her gaze sharp and oppressive: "Roland, what are you doing barging into the women's locker room?"

Roland took in Sephiria's exquisite, well-toned physique and swallowed hard, stammering, "We need to leave Planet Oron immediately. I saw members of the Frieza Legion here."

"What? Frieza Legion members? I'm going to kill them." Upon hearing the mention of the Frieza Legion, Sephiria's face filled with murderous intent.

"Don't. I saw that the leader is Dodoria. That guy's combat power is over twenty thousand. Zarbon might even be nearby, too."

"Dodoria? That fat pig?" Hearing that the leader was Dodoria, Sephiria fell silent for a moment, her delicate eyebrows arching slightly.

Dodoria and Zarbon were high-ranking officers within the Frieza Legion, and it would be no exaggeration to call them Frieza's right and left hands. Their strength was second only to the Ginyu Force within the entire Frieza Legion. With Sephiria's current combat power, she might be able to defeat one of them if she went all out.

However, the risk was too great; one slip-up could invite a massive, wide-scale manhunt from the entire Frieza Legion.

"Yes, they seem to have just finished a mission and are preparing to return to Planet Frieza," Roland said, relaying what he had seen.

Sephiria narrowed her eyes. "If it really is him, we certainly can't engage in a direct conflict. However, I intend to send them a grand gift before they leave."

"What are you planning to do?" Roland asked curiously.

Sephiria sneered without answering his question. She looked him up and down, her expression turning slightly cold. "Are you not leaving yet? Sister needs to change."

"Oh, right..." Roland snapped out of it and awkwardly teleported out of the locker room.

To be honest, Sephiria's figure was truly beyond reproach—perfect curves and not an ounce of excess fat. She was every bit the adult Saiyan who engaged in constant combat.

After waiting outside for a while, Sephiria emerged wearing a brand-new battle suit. The white design was much more elegant than the standard Frieza Legion gear, and with a few strands of hair falling naturally, she radiated a sharp, heroic spirit.

"You look beautiful," Roland remarked sincerely.

"Do you even know what 'beautiful' means?"

"Of course I do. You and Tights are the most beautiful girls I've ever seen."

Sephiria scoffed, "You've only ever met the two of us, haven't you? Besides, is that Tights really as pretty as you say?" Roland caught a hint of displeasure in her tone and mentally kicked himself. How could he bring up another girl while complimenting his sister? What a blunder!

Roland: "Of course, you are more beautiful, Sister."

"Do you expect me to believe that?" Sephiria hummed, her mood lifting. "Let's go. Let's find Dodoria."

"You aren't going to fight him, are you?"

"No."

Narrowing her jet-black, gem-like eyes, Sephiria knew this wasn't the time for a formal encounter, but letting Dodoria and his men leave unscathed simply wasn't her style.

Having received her assurance, Roland skeptically brought her along to Dodoria's location. Combining "Ki Sensing" with the "Transfer Technique" worked much like "Instant Transmission" over short distances, though it consumed a significant amount of energy.

At the Planet Oron spaceport.

Dodoria was leading his subordinates in preparation to return to Planet Frieza. Soon, the green-haired, handsome Zarbon also led his squad to converge with them. After the two parties met, their alien underlings loaded the supplies procured from Planet Oron, while Dodoria and Zarbon stood by their ship, chatting.

"That's their ship."

Roland hid behind a stone pillar at the docking area, suppressing his energy to the lowest possible level.

"I didn't expect Zarbon to be here too," Sephiria said, her face grave. Dealing with Dodoria alone would be a stretch; with the even stronger Zarbon present, a real fight was out of the question.

"What are you going to do?"

"Once their ship takes off, we'll give them a send-off with an energy blast together." Sephiria watched the distant spaceship with a detached gaze. It was certainly much smaller than Frieza's flagship, but it should make for a lovely explosion in space.

"I understand."

Roland realized her plan. As long as they fired their blasts and immediately teleported away, Dodoria and his men would never be able to track them down. He nodded in agreement. In truth, even if he hadn't agreed, Sephiria's strong-willed nature meant that once she had made up her mind, she would see it through.

The two waited behind the pillar for a few moments. The Frieza Legion's aliens finished loading the cargo, and with a low hum, the ship ignited and slowly ascended into the sky amidst a trail of white light.

"Now's our chance. Seize it!" Sephiria shouted. She soared into the air, her hands each condensing a sphere of high-density energy before she fused them together and unleashed them.

At the same time, Roland released the energy he had been preparing.

"Full Air Strike!!"

"Starry Sky Cannon!!"

Two brilliant, radiant energy beams converged and tore through the clouds.

Like two dragons taking flight, they ripped through the atmosphere. The combined energy, reaching a combat power of eighteen thousand, surged forward as a single shockwave. The scorching heat instantly changed the color of the sky; starlight shattered, shockwaves churned, and a deafening roar echoed as they broke the sound barrier.

Crackle!

The massive energy sliced through the invisible barrier between the sky and space, sweeping toward the spaceship as it prepared to exit the atmosphere.

Inside the ship, Dodoria was boasting to Zarbon about his recent gains, gesturing wildly in his excitement. Zarbon listened with polite, humble grace, appearing as refined as a gentleman, though a cruel and bloodthirsty soul hid beneath that handsome, gentle exterior.

Just then, the ship's early warning system detected a massive energy spike. Red alarm lights and piercing sirens blared simultaneously, the frantic noise signaling that a super-powerful energy was closing in.

"What the hell is going on?" Dodoria asked, looking displeased.

"Lord Dodoria! A massive energy signature is closing in on the ship. It's going to impact us in seconds!"

"What?!" Dodoria jumped to his feet, his flesh-spiked body trembling violently.

Zarbon's brow furrowed deeply, a sense of impending doom rising in his heart. "Damn it, abandon ship!"

Before Dodoria could react, the high-density energy caught up to the vessel. With a thunderous explosion, a massive fireball erupted at the edge of Planet Oron's atmosphere. The air first expanded violently outward, then suddenly collapsed inward!