Ginyu was in agony from head to toe, his bones feeling as if they'd been taken apart and pieced back together. Every breath tugged at his wounds.
He grimaced in pain, his teeth clattering together, but he didn't dare make too much noise.
Reiz slowly flew toward Ginyu, appearing above him and looking down from on high.
The sunlight behind him cast a shadow over Ginyu.
Ginyu glared at Reiz with venomous hatred, his eyes narrowed to slits and his gaze sharp as a knife. His chest heaved, his breathing was ragged, and blood stained his lips.
At the same time, Ginyu calculated the distance between himself and Reiz.
They were a little too far apart for him to switch bodies.
If he failed, all his efforts would be wasted.
He'd better wait until Reiz came closer.
"You're still glaring at me!" Reiz chuckled, the corner of his mouth curling into an amused smile. He turned to look at Broly.
Broly immediately understood. An excited grin spread across his face as he rubbed his hands together and strode forward. He crouched in front of Ginyu and, without a word, started beating him up again.
His fists slammed into Ginyu's face, his feet kicked at his body. Every blow landed solidly, without mercy.
Ginyu let out pig-like howls and shrieks that echoed across the wasteland, pitiful and piercing. He rolled around on the ground, kicking up clouds of dust, but he couldn't escape Broly's assault.
At that moment, Ginyu genuinely wanted to switch bodies with Broly.
But Broly probably couldn't beat Reiz, could he?
After all, Broly was so obedient to Reiz. He definitely wasn't Reiz's match.
If Ginyu switched bodies with Broly now, Reiz would surely be on guard.
It would be much harder to switch bodies with Reiz afterward.