In the meantime, Piccolo and Vegeta went their own separate ways. Both were on the lookout for the abominable female Saiyan.
Nevertheless, Piccolo acknowledged the female warrior's injuries and believed that she would have not gotten too far.
"But if she was really injured she would have never been able to escape Vegeta's attacks," he reprehended his own statement. He didn't want to admit that Elata could defeat them, but for all he knows she might be hiding somewhere healing herself. He was far too focused on wondering and guessing what she might do than actually looking for her. He really did think about catching her but he only thought about that idly.
"You spend a lot of time thinking about me, don't you," a familiar voice echoed within the Namekians head. Piccolo frowned and stopped in midair.
"Okay, where are you?" he asked cutting the conversation short,
"You need to loosen up, you grumpy old man," she said, he even heard a smirk in her speech. How can someone speak so confidently when only a minute ago they were going to be killed? He wondered. She heard his thoughts but decided to ignore him.
"Old man? Look who's talking, Vegeta's babysitter," he said with a proud smile on his face,
"Vegeta's babysitter? First time I hear that," she said in a bored and sarcastic tone,
"Why won't you show up so we could talk face to face?" he asked keeping his gaze sharply around the area,
"That's because I wasn't born yesterday," she replied. Piccolo kept his guard up, he waited as he knew she might attempt to blast him anytime soon. Two minutes went by, he was still patiently waiting, but she didn't show up. He wasn't able to hear anything but the faint sound of the wind, and his own hot breath. He decided to go back to Vegeta, but before he could do so his ears caught whispers from the distance.
"Canon attack." He heard. He turned around just in time to see a great green energy beam headed his way. His eyes widened as he covered his face with his hands. It was too late to dodge. It was stronger than had expected, he bared the burns, but he couldn't help but scream in pain. Both Vegeta and Goku heard Piccolo. But she wasn't finished with him yet. However, she decided to leave before the other Saiyans track her down. Elata flew away as soon as they arrived. Vegeta was still in his super Saiyan form as Goku remained the same. They both witnessed the agonizing and hopeless scene of a proud, strong Namekian helplessly lying on the ground like a mere insect. Goku turned him over to get a better view of his face while Vegeta kept his eyes around for any sighting of the traitor. His eyes shifted from one corner to the other, like a tiger tracking his prey.
"How did she defeat you?" Goku questioned the Namekian. Vegeta crossed his arms feeling the rage in him starting to take over.
"It's all your fault" the prince addressed Goku in a combative manner. Goku was vexed.
"How so?" he simply asked with a soft scowl on his face,
"You were the one who didn't allow me to attack, instead you made me watch as she blasted you both. Now she's taking us one by one. Lucky for you I'm here, and no matter what I will not fall," Vegeta argued,
"I agree, we should take her down…" Goku's words made Vegeta smile until he added, "…but not kill her." At first Vegeta liked where this was going, but he thought that Goku ruined everything by placing the word 'not' before the word 'kill'. But the stubborn prince will never be fully satisfied until he sees Elata cold and lifeless.
"You either turn Super Saiyan, fight, or get out of my way!" Vegeta hissed,
"Vegeta let me handle this I'll…"
"No!" he protested, "A traitor is a traitor, and she must suffer the consequences," he added clutching his fists and levitating high. He took a look around until he finally found what he was looking for; he smirked as he saw Elata gradually approaching the prince.
"The rat finally came out of its hole," he commented, "How's your ankle doing?" he said glancing at her broken ankle with such victory.
"It's doing just fine," she said with a grin on her face, "I've been looking forward for this. I can finally prove to you my strength,"
"Is that so? As for me, I have nothing to prove. I'm the prince of all Saiyans and you're aware of that. And as a prince, I'll finish you," he replied maliciously. His throat was dry and his mouth was watery, hungry to finally fight her.
There was a moment of silence, however. They both gazed at each other, both feeling stronger than the other. Elata squinted as Vegeta gave her a death glare. Elata's adrenaline was hastily building up while Vegeta's eagerness boiled his insides. And simultaneously they both stretched their hands out, yelling, as they felt each other's power level rising. Great energy emitted from both their palms. A super Saiyan and a traitor both were excited to see the other fall. Their hearts pounded and their hands almost burned from their own energy. This was it. This was the end to one of them. Until a foolish Saiyan with an idiotic plan ruined their fun and left them hungry for victory.
The energy blasts were just seconds away from each other when suddenly Goku hurried, jumping between the two beams. He idiotically took the hit from both blasts causing his clothes to burn as well as his skin. He was yelling in pain when they both realized what had happened. Both were astonished. Elata and Vegeta stopped, as Goku fell down. And his screams still singed in their ears for a couple more seconds.
"Idiot!" Vegeta roared. Paying attention at the motionless Goku and the Namekian when a fist appeared out of nowhere, punching him straight on the stomach causing him to spit blood. He instantly kicked her straight on her chest hearing a crack loud and clear. Elata didn't just hear it she felt it as well. She was on the ground on one knee with her hand on her chest. The pain was unbearable and it burned and stinged whenever she inhaled, but it only made her anger fiercer. The prince landed in front of her,
"What's wrong? You seem like you wanna give up. Your too foolish to be a fighter and too weak to become a Queen," his words made her pain worst. She started screaming madly causing the smirk on Vegeta's face to fade. He thought he had broken her, but she was more determined than he thought.
Elata just snapped and lost all sense of reason.
Elata dashed upwards, laying twenty nine consecutive attacks on the prince; he was barely able to dodge them all but he was able to stay on his feet. Her eyes were wide open as she started fighting savagely, throwing different attacks in an unorganized matter. She was trying to do her best to kill him, or at least to hear him beg for mercy. But as a super Saiyan, he wasn't getting tired anytime soon. She was already worn out. She felt her ki slowly dropping with every breath she took, but she was desperately fighting, and she forced herself to take some drastic measures. With all the ki that's left in her body she had to make a strategy. One last plan. Elata stopped and took a deep breath before she clinched her fists ready for any surprise attack; she lost joy in fighting him minute by minute. She glanced at Vegeta as he was circulating her like a hungry lion. She placed her left foot forward bending her knee as she did the same with the right foot placing it backwards. Her hands were shaking, not from the fright but from the great power they held, as a spherical light bolt appeared. The more she focused the bigger it gotten. She had no idea what Vegeta was up to, but she was willing to finish him fast.
Elata closed her eyes and concentrated all her power to her palms. She could still hear Vegeta circulating her, but he didn't make any move. She took a deep breath and released the energy she held between her hands. The power of that blast was so great it almost blinded her. After the light disappeared, she stood there panting with her hands still stretched out. And she was astonished by the site of him floating in front of her with a smirk on his face. Elata dazed in shock, she wasn't able to move because the blast took every last bit of her ki.
"Ready to surrender yet?" he asked with coldness in his eyes,
"I…I don't un-understand," she said still not believing her own eyes, she clutched her fists as her brows were bushed together in seriousness and she stared at him in wonder, "You should be dead right now," she added faintly,
"Oh, but you're wrong," Vegeta replied as he floated close to her. He flicked her from her forehead causing her to easily fall back. She struggled to keep her eyes open as she listened to Vegeta gloating: "I guess the Queen has been defeated. That's what happens when you play pretend." His words were the last thing she heard before giving up and go unconscious.