Buds truly lived up to being Kashius's son. Facing two opponents alone, he did not fall behind in the slightest.
His entire body gleamed gold as his seemingly delicate fists flew at blinding speed. Punch after punch followed, each one heavier than the last, raining down like a violent storm and engulfing Salam and Zack in a thunderous assault.
Thud-crash~!
Salam let his guard down for an instant and took a punch from Buds squarely in the chest. A muffled boom erupted, and his entire body was sent flying sideways. Kashius's fists might have looked frail, but their force was absolutely immense.
The blow had landed on Salam's vulnerable chest. Even if it did not leave him unable to move, he certainly would not come out of it unscathed.
"Salam~!" Zack cried out.
Salam's carelessness struck a nerve. Though Salam was the weakest among them, he was still a monster capable of serving under Nero. Yet only minutes after the fight began, he had been blasted away by a mere brat. Wasn't that just too useless?
"Die!!!" Buds roared.
He had never been in the habit of showing mercy. As Kashius's son, he seemed born with Kashius's habit of beating a dog when it was down and taking a life while the victim was sick. Like a young lion baring its fangs, he savagely tore into the target before him, giving his opponent no chance to catch his breath.
The battle was fierce. Thunder rumbled continuously through the sky as pitch-black storm clouds wildly poured vicious, bucket-thick silver serpents down upon the earth, violently destroying everything in West City.
On the ground, Trunks led a group of innocent civilians toward the air-raid shelters. He looked up at the sky. Within his dark pupils, lightning and auroras endlessly tangled and tore