As he watched his companion get strung up and beaten, Zarbon did not dare step forward to help. He was even a little afraid. He knew he would be next. These people would not let him go, especially Vegeta.
Dodoria cried out for help through his pain, his terrifying howls echoing through the air and sending chills down everyone's spine.
"What is it, Zarbon? Afraid to make a move? If you two joined forces, maybe you could beat me!" Vegeta did not forget to provoke him. He raised his leg high, then stomped down hard again.
Pfft!
Dodoria spat out a mouthful of blood, splashing it across Vegeta and filling him with utter disgust.
Yet Zarbon still did not move. His Scouter showed that Dodoria's Battle Power had dropped by three-quarters, while Vegeta's had risen from twenty-five thousand to thirty thousand! Not to mention Raditz and the others were present.
One against many—he was at a severe disadvantage.
Vegeta had tortured him enough and finally lifted his foot, granting him an energy blast. A ball of light as large as a head slammed into Dodoria, instantly swallowing him and turning him into filthy fireworks. The blast wave stirred Vegeta's hair, while the flames reddened half of his icy face.
"Zarbon, you're next. You've spent too long enjoying comfortable days at Frieza's side. I doubt you've improved much, have you?"
"Heh heh heh, Vegeta, I admit that you Saiyans have truly frightening potential. Perhaps that was exactly why Lord Frieza destroyed Planet Vegeta back then. But I have a secret you don't know." Zarbon smiled. "Beneath this beautiful appearance of mine..."
"Stop! Stop!" Raditz could not listen any longer and loudly cut Zarbon off. "If you're going to transform, then transform. Why brag first? Have you no shame?"
Zarbon was left