Nappa wore the same crooked grin as Hulk, pressing his right hand against his left shoulder as he rotated his thick left arm.
Ferocity radiated from him, like a savage beast about to be released from its cage.
"Uncle Krillin, why do they think Uncle Raditz is dead?"
Having heard Vegeta's shout, Son Gohan asked quietly, somewhat puzzled.
"Probably because Josen blocked the Energy Scouter's signal and gave them the wrong idea?"
Krillin thought for a moment before answering Gohan, then turned toward Raditz, who was hiding far away. "So they came to avenge you, their teammate, Raditz? They don't seem quite as bad as you said!"
Raditz poked his head out from behind a stone pillar and shook it frantically. ...They are, they are! They absolutely are! Don't you go getting the wrong idea about Vegeta!!
"One, two, three... Six of you altogether. Forget it! No point wasting the remaining Saibaman Seeds. Lord Nappa's in a good mood today, so I'll come down and play with you myself!"
Opposite them, Nappa had not heard Gohan and Krillin's quiet conversation. After making his own assessment, he bellowed, "Earthlings! Are you coming one at a time, or are you all coming together to die?"
"Let me handle him." The Z Fighters stopped their discussion as Yamcha stepped forward, flexing his fingers. "The little guy's ki is really strong. I'm probably no match for him, but since the big guy's going first, leave him to me!"
The two bald men present exchanged a glance and nodded without objection.
Krillin even clenched his fist in encouragement. "Go for it, Yamcha! Flatten that arrogant jerk!"
"Heh-heh, I will!"
Yamcha flashed a brilliant smile. The cross-shaped scar on his left cheek, paired with his handsome long hair, gave him a ruggedly masculine look.
Nappa had