The battle in the sky took a subtle turn.
After Broly successfully transformed into a Super Saiyan, his power surged dramatically.
He actually surpassed Super Saiyan 4 Trunks in an instant.
Trunks was now being driven back blow after blow, forced onto the defensive and struggling to keep up.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Energy exploded nonstop.
Every clash between the two was ferocious.
After taking several heavy hits from Broly, Trunks felt his blood churn, as though all his internal organs had been damaged by the impacts.
On the ground.
After Son Gohan shook him a few times, Paragus finally came around.
He looked utterly bewildered. His face felt uncomfortably sticky, so he raised a hand to rub it, only to come away with a handful of thick blood.
"Aah! Aah! Aah..." He was instantly terrified, his whole body twitching.
Paragus frantically scooted backward, fear filling his eyes.
He was getting on in years, after all. His heart couldn't take scares like this anymore.
"W-what happened to me?" His hands trembled.
"Relax, mister. That's my blood. You're perfectly fine." Son Gohan took out a bottle of water as he spoke.
"Here, wash your face."
He unscrewed the cap and started pouring water for Paragus without waiting for an answer, his movements so smooth it was as though he had rehearsed them.
Still bewildered, Paragus washed his face, then looked up and scanned his surroundings. That was when he spotted Vegeta's face-the face he hated.
It was King Vegeta's face, the one he had strangled 999 times in his dreams.
"Bastard. Vegeta, he's Vegeta..." Paragus clenched his fists, grinding his teeth audibly.
He was like a rabid dog with a crippled leg coming face-to-face with the person who had injured him.
Hatred, anger, and naked hostility.
Paragus's hostility was all too