"Broly!"
Krillin called out the black-haired young man's name.
But Broly remained unmoved, maintaining his position.
He sat cross-legged at the edge of Kami's Lookout, his gaze cold as he stared down at the world below, as motionless as a statue.
Broly did not ignore Krillin, however. He spoke up. "Krillin, you should head back as soon as you have the Senzu Beans."
Krillin rubbed his smooth head and smiled. "I wanted to ask you about those two. You're a Saiyan too, aren't you?"
Broly replied evenly, "Vegeta and Raditz are among the more outstanding Saiyans of the younger generation. But if you can put everything you've learned to use, you should have a chance of defeating them."
Krillin frowned. "Broly, could you help us fight them? You could take care of them easily, couldn't you?"
"I'm afraid I must refuse. I won't fight."
"Why? Broly, you're so strong..."
"I'm sorry. I don't like fighting."
After apologizing, Broly closed his eyes and said nothing more.
Krillin looked helpless. Having trained at Kami's Lookout before, he knew Broly's strength all too well. It felt utterly unfathomable, a sensation he had only ever experienced once before, from the Saiyan named Lin Chen.
That was why he had thought that if Broly stepped in this time, dealing with Vegeta and Raditz would be easy.
He had never expected Broly to refuse.
He had noticed Broly's dislike of fighting during his time at Kami's Lookout, but he had not imagined that Broly would still refuse to help even after Goku's child had been captured.
"All right, I'll be going, then. Please say hello to Kami and Mr. Popo for me!"
With that, Krillin flew down to the world below.
After he left, Kami and Mr. Popo approached Broly.
"Broly, are you really not going