"Ah! You're the ones who stole our Dragon Balls! Give them back!" Pan cried, pointing angrily at Pambara in the middle.
The Pambara Trio looked at Son Gohan and the others with confident sneers, like three villainous final bosses.
"Do you have another Dragon Ball on you? Hand it over, and you won't have to die!" Pambara said arrogantly, extending his hand.
"What did you say? How dare you look down on us!" Son Goten clenched his fists in anger, ready to make a move.
Trunks cautiously stopped Goten and warned, "They look completely fearless. They're probably not ordinary opponents. Let's observe them first!"
"Are you kidding? We're not giving you the Dragon Ball! You should hurry up and return the one you stole from us!" Pan shouted indignantly.
Son Gohan stared solemnly at the Pambara Trio. He could not see anything special about the three of them, but they seemed genuinely confident rather than merely putting on a front.
"Who are you? How did you learn about the Dragon Balls? What do you want?" Son Gohan demanded.
Pambara ignored the questions. "Looks like you aren't willing to cooperate obediently. Then... we'll show you what us three brothers can do!"
Those words abruptly made the atmosphere tense, and a faint killing intent spread through the air!
"I'm Pambara!"
"I'm Danbara!"
"I'm Sunbara!"
The three announced their names one after another and struck strange poses, looking remarkably like some kind of sentai team.
The sight left Son Gohan stunned. It felt so familiar. Had he seen this somewhere before?
"Brats, prepare to witness the might of us Balabala Brothers!"
Pambara grinned broadly, while the other two wore the same confident yet sinister smiles.
Seeing this,
Son Gohan and the others immediately treated them as formidable enemies and went on full alert.