Enforcer?
What was that?
Trunks did not understand, but it sounded impressive.
This was wonderful!
Gohan from another world was alive, and he had become incredibly, incredibly strong.
That was truly something to celebrate.
As Trunks looked at Son Gohan, he could not stop the sting in his nose.
Seeing Trunks's eyes redden slightly, Son Gohan patted his shoulder and smiled. "You silly kid."
He could fully empathize with the life Trunks had led, because he had experienced it himself.
Strictly speaking, the two of them had lived almost identical lives.
Son Gohan continued, "Don't worry. With me here, Zamasu won't be able to cause any trouble."
Son Gohan's overwhelming confidence rubbed off on Trunks and Mai.
To Trunks, two figures seemed to overlap in Son Gohan: the Gohan before him, and the one-armed Gohan in his memories.
He immediately stood up straight and answered loudly, "Yes, Gohan!"
"Let's watch their fight first," Son Gohan said with a smile, turning his gaze to the battlefield.
The battle between Vegeta and Rosé Goku Black had reached a fever pitch.
Vegeta, who had been outmatched even in Super Saiyan Blue, was now holding his own against Rosé Goku Black in his Super Saiyan God form. He had even gained a slight advantage.
As Vegeta attacked, he wore a contemptuous expression that practically begged to be punched.
Rosé Goku Black was livid. Rage filled every attack, and he kept hurling curses.
"You bastard! Stop smiling like that, you damn Saiyan!"
"I said wipe that disgusting look off your face! Did you hear me?"
Vegeta grinned. "Heh."
Rosé Goku Black flew into a rage and swung his hand, sending a rose-red energy sphere hurtling toward Vegeta.
Vegeta sprang into the air with a whoosh, dodged the energy attack, then flipped through the air