Pudge? Poppy?

Bulma stared at the sky, her mouth agape.

"It's... it's just gone? This is the first time I've seen Lansa make a move, he's so amazing."

Goku retracted his stance, pouting with some frustration.

"Lansa, why did you go so hard? I still wanted to play with them for a while, now there's no fight left."

Vegeta scoffed dismissively. Though he didn't speak, a hint of acknowledgment for Lansa's strength flashed in his eyes.

The visualization of this kid's Mental Power was indeed incredibly destructive.

Krillin nodded, clapping his hands with satisfaction.

"Well done, son."

As soon as he finished speaking, his gaze casually swept towards the massive, weathered rock formation on his right.

"The one hiding behind the rock, are you coming out on your own, or should I let my son send another light beam to invite you?"

Behind the weathered rock, there was dead silence.

A few seconds later, a rock fragment as tall as two stories was kicked away with brute force.

Amidst a sky full of dust, a short but sturdy figure leaped out.

The person flipped nimbly in mid-air, landing heavily on the ground and creating two deep pits.

Then, they assumed a standard combat stance.

It was a female warrior.

Or rather, a native of the Demon Realm with a jarring appearance.

She was at most a little over a meter tall.

She had striking light blue twin ponytails, an astonishing amount of hair, tied to both sides of her head with two thick metal rings.

Her skin was a dull blue-purple, and her ears were pointed.

She wore a heavy, old-fashioned plate armor, pitted and covered in battle scars.

The most eye-catching thing was what she held in her hands.

She cradled a heavy metal gun larger than herself, exaggerated in design,