A New Threat

"Gohan, slow down already!"

Kuririn worked diligently to evade the rapid succession of punches thrown towards his face. As he dodged with his head in a dance from left to right, he skipped back as fast as he could while Gohan was flying towards him, and soon stumbled. As he fell, he caught himself with one hand and back flipped in an attempt to kick Gohan's chin. Gohan teleported directly behind him, facing backwards, and slammed his elbow into Kuririn's stomach, stopping him cold. He fell to the ground and writhed in pain.

"I said...slow down! I...asked you to..help me..train, not to...kill me!" gasped Kuririn.
"Well, you won't get any stronger unless I go hard on you. Besides, I'm only using a small percentage of my power. We have to train!"

Kuririn took a moment to recuperate before speaking.

"This is more drudgery than training. What use will I be anyway? The only attack I can use of worth is Kienzan, and we both know if the Jinzoningen can deflect it then so can this guy."
"Come on, don't talk like that. We couldn't have won any of our battles if not for you."
"Oh yeah? And just how is that?"

The ground rumbled. Gohan and Kuririn simultaneously darted their faces toward the direction of impact, and suddenly the distant horizon exploded in a storm of light.

"What the hell was that?" asks Kuririn.
"That was no bomb; it was definitely energy. He can't be here already?!"
"Torankusu was wrong before. The Jinzoningen came later than he expected, and there were three instead of two."
"We better find my father. Now."

Kuririn positioned himself, ready to fly with a burst of speed, but Gohan extended his arm in front of him.

"No, he'll sense us. Suppress your power and go calmly."

The two warriors suppressed their power as much as possible, and Gohan flew off without hesitation. He stopped abruptly and turned to Kuririn, who was staring in the direction of the chaos.

"Kuririn, come on. We don't have time to waste."

Kuririn quaveringly sighed, and flew off with Gohan. The two flew in silent unison for miles before Kuririn tried again to hurry.

"Keep your speed down Kuririn, before your power shows."
"Where is Gokuh, anyway? I never saw him when I came to get you."

Gohan's face scrunched in perplexity while he gazed at Kuririn. Another long silence.

"Let's land over there for a moment," said Gohan.

The two warriors alighted on a small, rough-terrain island. Gohan used his fingers to warn Kuririn not to talk, and closed his eyes while he held his hand, fore-and-middle fingers extended, parallel to his forehead. He fixated his thoughts to his father in a deep concentration. He picked up something, but was too unsure of what. Whatever it was, it was extremely elevated.