"Goku, do you read me?"

"I read you, Isco!" Goku said. "Though I hope this is important… Yamcha and I are trying to deal with this Jeice guy."

He was currently doing his best to avoid the barrage of Ki blasts that Jeice was sending his way. The red skinned warrior was still in such a fury that he was reacting without thought, meaning that he seemed to be attacking a split second before Goku could actually mount a counter to his assault. All of that meant that Goku was on the defensive, never able to get in a strike.

'But he doesn't do as well with Ki blasts,' Goku thought to himself as he twisted in the air. 'Get in close and he is able to do a lot of damage… but the further back I pull away the more wiggle room I have. The only problem though is that still isn't enough. I don't have time to charge up much other than a simple Ki Blast… and with how strong this guy is that's not going to stop him.'

Yamcha had asked him to keep Jeice busy while he prepared something; Goku didn't know what his friend was up to but he was okay with that, trusting not just that Yamcha had a plan but that it was better for him not to waste time explaining it. Sometimes you needed every second you could get and wasting it on things like going over a plan could see you unable to pull it off.

"Well, you need to deal with him much quicker," Isco retorted. "Things have gone from bad to worse."

"How bad?"

"It appears the leader of the Ginyu Force, Ginyu himself, has an ability that Avo forgot to inform us about."

"Aw, that's okay!" Goku said, a smug little smile forming on his face. "I'd rather be surprised when I fought him." While Goku understood that knowing his opponents would be helpful it felt like cheating have Avo just tell him everything they could possible pull out during a battle. Fights were supposed to be about two warriors not only using their best moves but coming up with ways to counter the best moves of others. There was no sport and no entertainment in just allowing someone to tell you everything you needed to know in order to beat them. The idea that he would walk into a fight having just scripted it all out, knowing that when his opponent did one thing he should always go with this other move and that would win the day? That was boring! Goku wanted something else entirely… something fun! Something daring! Something that would get his heart thumping! A good energetic fight where he got to test all parts of himself!

Without that there was no reason to fight at all.

"Yes, well, it would have been nice to know that Ginyu can steal bodies."

"He… what, he can do what?"

"He can steal bodies," Isco replied. "Meaning that he just stole Lord Guru's body. So the giant Namekian that is thundering about the planet? He is now against us."

Goku blinked at that. "Huh. That's something new." He did a flip in the air to avoid another volley of ki blasts. "Hey, that would mean you are the best one to take him down, right?"

"…excuse you?" Isco said, a bit of sharpness in his words.

But Goku ignored that. Sometimes Isco got funny like that. "Well, you're a robot, right? So Ginyu can't take over your body. It sounds like he swaps souls with his target and you don't have a soul."

"That might be the case-"

"And if he can swap souls with you then you could just destroy that body. I mean, you already have a few lying around, right?"

"I have two-"

"Didn't you get a third one at Christmas? I thought Bulma got you a third one during the Christmas Filler arc."

"What are you even-"

"So your main one could blow up the other one if Ginyu took over! That makes you the best one to take on Ginyu."

Isco was silent for several moments.

"You still there?"

"I am plotting all the ways I can kill you, Goku, then use the Dragon Balls to bring you back, just so I can kill you again."

"Aw, come on!" Goku said with a laugh. "it's a great idea."

"it is-"

"I heard everything and it's a great idea," Avo said. "Isco, we're going to go deal with Ginyu."

There was a brief hiss of static in the comm unit and then Isco said intently, "I understand why Frieza blew up your entire race you-"

"Isco, NOW!" Avo snapped.

"…very well, Sir."

The line clicked off.

"Well… I guess I need to finish up this fight so I can go take on Ginyu. Wouldn't want Isco to have all the fun. Honestly, I shouldn't have suggested that, as now that means I might not get a chance to take on Captain Ginyu myself!"

"Goku!" Yamcha called out over the comm unit. "I'm about ready… remember, once we have Jeice down you need to stay close to him… your altered Ki ability is allowing you to leech off his energy, making you stronger."

The Saiyan nodded. "Right… and with that I'll not only be able to take Jeice down but use that to take down Ginyu and Frieza."

"Right… so when I give the word I want you to go in for the attack. But first you have to let me do my part."

"And what's your part?"

"Oh… you'll see."

~MC~MC~MC~

I gripped the Dragon Ball hard as Isco and I flew off from Frieza's ship, having launched the escape pod containing Larin only 5 minutes earlier. Behind us I heard the explosions ripping through the entire structure; I wasn't for sure if they would do the trick and bring the whole damn thing down but honestly it didn't matter to me. All that mattered was that we had the Dragon Ball and Frieza would be twisting himself into a pretzel to try and figure out what had just happened.

"And now what, sir?" Isco stated as we continued on.

"We get this Dragon Ball someplace safe and then I go after Ginyu."

"Sir…" Isco said slowly, "about what Goku said-"

"He's right Isco and you know it," I replied. "And believe me, I get not wanting to get involved. We are dancing around with a lot of danger here and its something that has my teeth aching just… well, I really don't feel like dying. I'd rather let Edwin experience that and I actually beat the Dragon Ball curse and live the entire damn time. I have no desire to visit King Kai's planet. But I think we'll hold off sending you in, just in case I fall."

"Well I don't want you to visit either!" King Kai complained in my head.

"In all fairness," I said aloud, "I would have no problem with you coming to visit us."

Isco shoot me a look. "I am assuming you haven't lost your mind and this is something else?" I tapped my head. "That doesn't answer the question, sir."

"King Kai," I responded.

"Ah… yet another reason I am glad for my glorious robot form."

I rolled my eyes at that. "Hey King Kai, invitation stands for that. We can watch the classic comedy movies."

"Huh… you know it has been a while since I left Other World… maybe when this is done I'll take you up on that."

"While I got you here," I said, "any tips on me mastering Silver Magic?"

"Silver? That's a myth! A legend! It isn't real!"

"Oh but an impossibly long path built on a snake with a Princess who is also a snake also living there isn't?" I groused.

"Well… I mean… it's a myth!"

"Right," I said, feeling King Kai's presence disappear from my mind. "Bloody wonderful." I glanced at Isco. "You have any suggestions?"

"Me sir?"

"Well," I drawled as we flew on; when we got closer to the general area Bulma would be able to guide us to the hiding spot, "you are the glorious Isco. One of the smartest beings I know."

"…flattery sir will always get you somewhere. Now then, what has you stuck?"

"I have been told that silver magic is making Good and Evil Magic work together, something they shouldn't be able to do. And I was told on that little trip Goku and I took that I need to stop forcing it. That I am close-"

And I was.

I could feel it in my magic. The fact that I could wield them both was, honestly, already an impossibility and I should have been happy with that. As far as I could tell from Baba almost no one in the universe was able to wield both good and evil magic at the same time. And I was throwing it around with a casual grace now. I could bring it out and switch between it easily, performing my White and Black spells on the fly without much of a break. And I was getting closer to being able to alter the spells so that a White One became a Black One… White Satin was honestly almost at that point and I really needed to test it out in a fighting situation to see what I could do with it when charging it with Evil Magic.

But being the Silver Sorcerer… it wasn't about wielding Evil and Good Magic.

It was wielding CHAOS magic.

Not Good. Not Evil. Chaos.

'The Light… the Dark… I'm the one in the Middle.'

To not switch between them. To not alternate. To have it that my magic was good… and evil… at the same time. From a certain point of view.

"-very close… but I need to find a way to not… force it." I finished up lamely, unable to really put it into words.

Isco was silent for nearly a minute, pondering what I had said. No jokes. No mockery. He actually was thinking it over.

It was why, despite the shock it might have caused others in seeing us, he was my best friend.

"…it seems to me, sir, that what you must learn is how to make each into the other." I turned and stared at him, confused. "Good magic… wielded for horrible things. And Evil Magic… wielded for the most noble. Not so that they turn into their alternates… but that they do so willingly."

My jaw worked. "In this life… you get used to people… doing the wrong thing for the right reason… and the right thing for the wrong reason."

I thought of White Satin again. Using Good magic to create clothing that tortured and harmed.

'Yeah,' I thought silently, 'I think… I am very close…'

~MC~MC~MC~

"Hey!" Yamcha called out, waving his hands up and down. "Over here! Yeah, you shorty! Come on! I bet-"

Jeice let out a guttural scream and went from firing on Goku to rocket towards him in a flash.

'Alright, have his attention… now I just need to keep it on me without him actually GETTING near me!' Yamcha took off in a hurry, moving as low to the ground as he could. In order for what he had set up to work he needed Jeice to be as close to the planet as possible. 'Alright… just a little bit more.'

Had Jeice actually been thinking ahead, rather than running on instinct and raw rage, he would have noticed that Yamcha had chosen a particular path. One that led them towards one of the many squat plateaus that dotted the landscape of Namek. There were lots of these structures and often times they seemed to have grown up with a buddy, for it was common to find two that made a short valley. The one in particular that Yamcha was angling towards had a large lazy river running through it, curving in a kind of backwards C shape. The walls were rather high but it wasn't that tight so one might have wondered why Yamcha had selected such a place. It was clear that it wasn't designed to box Jeice in so there must have been something else. A warrior thinking ahead would have realized that Yamcha was plotting something and decided to take their time, especially when they had the speed to catch up to him and the canyon was large and wide enough that even with the curve it would be near impossible for Yamcha to disappear.

But Jeice wasn't thinking. He was reacting.

The one who was thinking was Yamcha. And his thoughts were turning to a conversation he'd had with Avo in the early part of their journey to Namek…

~Several Weeks Earlier~

"What ya looking for, Gohan?" Krillin said, waking up to the little boy and ruffling his hair.

"Oh, I was hoping to see a shooting star!" Gohan said, his little face pressed up to one of the viewing windows in the ship that allowed the gang to look out into the wide darkness of space. "I know they aren't like the dragon balls but my grandpa told me that if you wish really hard on a shooting star sometimes your wish will come true!" He looked down. "I know we can't wish for Master Roshi to come back on a star… but we can wish that we have no problems getting the Dragon Balls!"

"No one say a word," Avo said as he and Yamcha played Go Fish with Tien and Chiaotzu.

"No word about what?" Chiatozu asked.

"He won't see a shooting star… not out here," Avo stated. "Shooting stars are actually meteors that are burning up in the atmosphere… no atmosphere in space so no shooting stars." Avo glanced over at Krillin, who was talking to Gohan as they looked out the viewing port. "Let the kid dream."

"Yeah, good idea," Tien said. "Though I wouldn't say no to a wish or two myself, even if was just for everything to go smoothly."

"I'll stick with them seeing nothing," Avo said. "If they see a 'shooting star' out here its probably a stray Ki Blast."

Yamcha and Tien snickered at that and Chiaotzu chuckled before saying, "That's a good one."

"What's a good one?" Avo said and after a moment Yamcha and his friends realized that Avo was serious.

"Huh," Tien said, studying him. "Well, this is a new experience. Usually you are the one with the information so its rare you don't know anything."

"Okay, mind cluing me in?" Avo asked. "Also, got any 3s?"

Tien grumbled and handed over one of this 3s even as Yamcha began to speak. "Its something anyone that trains in how to use Ki Blasts learns. While it might appear that Ki blasts can go on forever that's not how they work. They lose energy as they go out."

"But I though Ki blasts needed to be further away from your body in order to have maximum damage," Avo said. "That's why you guys don't do them close up? I thought that meant they… I don't know… gathered up energy as they traveled. Like a rock rolling down a hill."

Chiatozu giggled at that. "That's not how they work at all!"

"Mage here, cut me a break," Avo groused.

Yamcha took pity on him and continued. "We don't like to do Ki blasts close to us because if something fails or it hits something that is able to take the hit there is a chance it could be redirected at us. You know, like how you don't throw a grenade at your feet."

"…point taken," Avo accepted.

Tien shot him a bemused look. "Is THAT why you are always worried about us firing Ki blasts without hitting anything?"

Avo glowered at them. "Hey, I was never taught this stuff!"

"What did you think happened to the Ki then?" he pressed.

"I don't know!" Avo complained. "With the circumference of the Earth I assumed that eventually the energy would enter into space. Did… well, did worry that it might hit a planet and we'd have to accept that."

Yamcha chuckled. "Don't worry man, it doesn't do that. It can only go so far before it weakens. I'd say by the time it reached Mars it would be harmless."

"To whom? You or someone who can't be shot in the face and spit out the bullets?"

Yamcha had to admit that was a good point. "I think anyone. Point is, we wouldn't see it this far out."

"Okay… so there is a limited amount of time Ki can be around. I guess that makes sense-"

"You guess or you know because we are telling you?" Tien retorted.

"…anyway, I do have another question." He shifted. "Let's say… hypothetically… Goku creates two balls of Ki but DOESN'T fire them off. Just… generates them. I know they can't stay forever around, not the question. I am curious about… control."

"Control?"

"Remember Piccolo doing that move where he fired a bunch of Ki blasts into the ground they exploded after a certain amount of time?" Yamcha nodded; that had been an awesome move. Piccolo had said he wanted to figure out how to do it so the move could be done in the air, so that there was no limit of where it could be performed. Yes, it would mean that the element of surprise was gone but how often in a battle did one get a chance to set something like that up? But a bunch of Ki blasts in the air? That would be something. "Alright so… how much control does he have? I mean is all Ki like that or Krillin's Destructo Discs?"

"It's… kinda a complex thing," Yamcha said before glaring at Tien. "Not a word."

"I wasn't going to say anything."

"Uh huh," Yamcha said, knowing his friend had been preparing to make a joke about him being dumb. "it's a mix of things. How much you know of the attack. How complex you want the action to be. How much focus you have. Notice that Krillin can't fire off any other Ki attacks when using Destructo Disc. And he can't summon, like, a swarm of them." He paused. "But that would be cool."

"Need to talk to him about that," Avo said. "Imagine him having a cloud of Destructo Discs. Could take out the weak mooks and allow him to focus on the big and strong leaders."

Yamcha quickly nodded. "Yeah, that would be amazing! Anyway though… it all depends on what you know and your focus and just what you want done. No two attacks will behave the same. Have the same time limit or the like. And no two fighters could do the same thing."

Avo nodded and they continued to discuss attacks. He had heard first from King Kai and later the gang how creative Avo was. Even though he didn't have Ki he could think of really interesting ways to use it. The whole conversation had Yamcha's mind racing and he had trouble falling asleep that night, dreaming up new ideas for attacks. Not like when he had just started learning, when he had been young and stupid and just going for impossible and impressive attacks. No… ones that took what he knew and could do and expanded on them in new ways.

When he did fall asleep his dreams had been filled with new ways to protect his family…

~Present~

'I wish I had been able to test these out in a spar or something, rather than something spur of the moment. But I guess sometimes the only thing you can do is just go with what you are dealt!' Outloud he said, "Alright Goku… get ready… I'm about to leave him really flustered."

"I'm ready Yamcha… can't wait to see what moves you pull off!"

"Oh, that's the thing, Goku…" Yamcha smirked, "I already did."

"Wha?"

Yamcha though didn't answer. Instead he closed his eyes and focused… and everything went into glorious chaos.

People forgot where Yamcha had come from, even though he was open with it. His friends had glossed over his past, seeing him for the man he was now. But Yamcha had never forgotten; while he might bleed blood in his veins ran the desert sands. Harsh, unforgiving, consuming. It was a place that the soft couldn't survive. Oh, you didn't have to be cruel… after all, there were always the secret oasis spots to be found that offered comfort and grand kingdoms had been built. But it wasn't a place where one could just walk into with their eyes wide and innocent. One had to be prepared.

'And now…' Yamcha thought, '…the same is true of ME!'

Jeice was suddenly slammed upwards, a geyser of water erupting from the river below. It was so forceful he was sent spinning out of control, flipping head over feet, unable to control himself. Two explosions boomed out and Jeice whipped around only for boulders to be sent soaring through the air from opposite sides of the canyon, driven by Ki Yamcha had planted that turned them into comets. They raced towards him and even as he shifted their paths altered to match his new location, forcing him to try and fly down. Once more Yamcha flicked his wrist and another set of geysers went off, causing him to scream as the waters of Namek drove him up right into the boulders.

"Just stay near him, Goku!" Yamcha shouted as his friend raced in. "DON'T try to dodge!"

"DON'T DODGE?!' Goku called out even as his aura flared and began to lick out bolts of electricity-like Ki, which latched out and began to strike Jeice.

"I won't let anything happen to you!" Yamcha shouted, not even bothering to use the comm. Jeice shook his head and Yamcha triggered several more Ki blasts, this time ones embedded in the walls of the canyon. Great explosions occurred, causing the rock to pelt Jeice in the face. He tried to fire on them but Yamcha activated them from both directions, forcing him to constantly twice and turn. He wasn't being overly hurt; there was no risk of him being crushed. But he was using up his energy while Goku's altered Ki drained off even more.

Goku only nodded and smiled before he focused on flying around Jeice, darting to keep up with him. Even when it looked like rocks or geysers would hit him he never flinched or tried to get out of the way. He trusted Yamcha… and Yamcha rewarded his faith. He redirected boulders to just avoid Goku, ensured that the water plumes stopped just before hitting him. The only one being battered around was Jeice.

And then Yamcha heard it.

"You… you bloody bastard!" Jeice gasped out.

"NOW YAMCHA!" Goku shouted and at once Yamcha moved into position. Jeice had been snapped out of his rage induced trance and he was now feeling every blow and hit. Was realizing he'd burned too much energy.

It was time to finish things.

"Ka…me…" Yamcha said, flaring out the Kaio-Ken technique while pulling back his hands, Goku doing the same. "Ha…me…"

Jeice tried to turn and flee… but it was too late.

"HA!" the two roared and the twin beams of Master Roshi's greatest creation raced through the air, converging on a single point.

Jeice.

His screams were lost in the roar of the attack. Or perhaps he just couldn't scream anymore. It didn't matter.

He was done.

Yamcha let off his attack and released the Kaio-Ken, feeling a brief moment of dizziness. Thankfully he had only held the boosting power of it for a few moments and thus didn't suffer the horrific drain that was the draw back to the attack. He'd want a good meal and a good rest but he could still help out the gang if they needed assistance with Captain Ginyu.

"Wow…" Goku said, looking down at his hands. "You know… getting hit by that lightning really changed my Ki!" he bounced up and down in the air, like he was doing alternating foot hops. "I can feel that Jeice guy's Ki in me, being added to my own!"

"So long as its not like Avo and makes you go evil briefly."

"Aw, come on Yamcha, Avo isn't evil! He just… does things that are a bit less moral!"

"I think that's the definition of evil, Goku."

"Nah, there is a difference. And don't worry, its not affecting me like that!" Goku though suddenly blinked. "Huh. Looks like I'm not the only one with an altered Aura."

"What do you-" Yamcha looked down… and was surprised.

Auras were usually pretty much standard, Yamcha had found. They radiated off of one's body, swelling outward the more someone expanded it. Up until about a year or so ago everyone's aura, from Piccolo to Goku to Yamcha himself, were the same.

But then… things had begun to change.

Krillin was able to power up without flaring out his aura; when he was really tapping into his Ki his body just developed a faint glow, so you didn't even notice it. Not impressive… but it also meant you never knew just how strong of a strike he could give. He had felt it himself during a spar after his resurrection, with Yamcha thinking Krillin was going for a low level attack only to be sent flying into the side of a cliff due to the strength of the punch.

Then Chichi's aura had changed after it was revealed she was a Saiyan. Her ki become more fiery, like she was engulfed in flames. Which made sense because sometimes when she was mad it looked like, to Yamcha, that she actually was on fire. Her Ki attacks also showcased this, with her moves tend to not be the most impactful on the first hit… but leaving burns and aches that stayed with you.

Goku… well, Yamcha hadn't been surprised when Goku's Ki changed but how it had changed was surprising. The way it flicked out and shot out like lightning… it reminded Yamcha of an orb Dr. Brief kept on his desk, that when you touched it caused purple electricity to move towards your fingers. And when those little whips grabbed onto you… well, Jeice had shown how useful that was.

Yamcha had never begrudged any of his friends for their changes. He had the Kaio-Ken, after all, and the Spirit Bomb. He was unique in his own ways.

But it seemed like the universe had decided to give him something special as well.

Rather than flaring out from his body his Ki was now swirling around him. It was most noticeable around his arms and legs, creating ribbons of thicker Ki that whirled and danced. But he could tell that all of it was cycling around him, churning rapidly.

He tilted his head, startled. It was almost like-

"Hey!" Goku cried out. He had reached out towards Yamcha only to yank his hand back.

"Oh! You okay?"

"I'm fine!" Goku said even as he stuck a finger in his mouth and sucked on it. "That… it felt like a rubbed my hand on sandpaper!"

Yamcha frowned and began to focus. "Okay… try it now." Goku, though slightly hesitant, did as asked.

He giggled.

"That tickles!"

Yamcha drew his Ki back inside of him. "Yeah. I think… I think I can control how powerful it goes around me. Make it so it doesn't really harm anyone if I need to carry them… but make it go fast and be really harsh in a fight."

"Like sandpaper."

"No," Yamcha said with a smirk. The Scarred Bandit, the Desert Thief, clenched his fist as he grinned. "Like the sandstorm."

~MC~MC~MC~

Jeice woke up suddenly, shaking his head.

"What… what just happened?"

"You died," a deep, raspy voice said and Jeice whipped around and stared in shock at the towering form of the dark skinned Namekian that stood before him. He moved to attack- "Now now… death seems to be happening quite a bit quicker now than it ever has on this planet and I have no idea how soon the next of your companions will show up so I really don't have time for you to attack me at all."

"I… you saying I'm dead?"

"Quite dead," the Namekian replied dryly. As he began to walk around him grit came off his robes, getting into Jeice's face, causing him to sputter and cough. "The others haven't been that quick on the uptake but I figured you would figure it out so… why beat around the bush?" He chuckled at that, a horrible raspy sound.

"Well… if you think that's gonna stop me!" Jeice got up and clenched his fists and the Namekian… sighed.

"Oh, is this where you try and fight me?" he said mockingly. "I am the guardian of this section of Hell, Jeice… you think you are the first soul to ever try fighting me?"

He paused.

"Actually… you are." And once more he let out a raspy laugh, one that sounded like every wheeze was tearing his throat to ribbons but where blood should have come splattering from his lips there was only a dry heave. "That… might be entertaining. Yes… very entertaining." He held his arms out wide. "Strike me down."

Jeice took a step forward only to halt. "What are you playing at?"

"Nothing at all," he replied. "All you have to do is strike me down. Bring me to my knees. You don't even need to really defeat me… just get me to sink to the ground. If one of my knees-" he reached down with his bony hand and patted his kneecap, "-touches the ground… you win. You are free. You will be returned to life, able to go about with whatever little thing you want to waste your existence doing." He rose back up. "But once you start the fight can never-"

Jeice rocketed at him and thrust out his fist.

The dark Namek shifted out of the way, Jeice's fist just barely missing him.

"-end."

Jeice landed and turned to glower at him. "Then a good thing I ain't ever gonna stop!" he rushed forward, trying to fake him out with a kick, but once more he missed. "Stand still ya bloody bastard!"

"Oh, is this how life has always been for you, child? You demand and they instantly give in?" The dark namekian continued to avoid his attacks as he spoke, not even showing that he was straining to do so. Much to Jeice's irritation it seemed he was even getting more casual about it; he folded his arms behind his back and would try and move his legs as little as possible, sometimes just twisting his body one way or another to avoid the blows without even having to shuffle his feet.

"SHUT IT!" Jeice roared.

"Or… is it something else?" the dark Namekian taunted. He leaned away from a kick and then lifted his leg so that Jeice just missed with an ankle strike. "How long did you spend chasing after others. The prince who abandoned his planet because he knew he could never measure up to his father. The second in command who knew he would never be held in the same regard as his precious Captain Ginyu. The warrior who had nothing special about him, just the jack of trades who was special in nothing?"

"I said shut it!" Jeice bellowed.

But the Dark Namekian continued to egg him on. "You tried to tell… Guldo, wasn't it? Yes, Guldo… that his worries about being seen as not a valued member of the Ginyu Force were unwarranted. That all of you cared for him and respected him and wanted him to succeed. But you weren't really talking to him, were you? No… you were talking about yourself. Because you've always known the truth, Jeice: You were the weak link. You were the one the others looked down upon. You were the one three steps behind and a minute late." He chuckled as he avoided another blow. "Always second best."

"You think you are cute and clever?" Jeice shouted. "I'll show you! I'll defeat you… I'll be the first to defeat you! And when I do the entire universe will remember me! Jeice the Undying!"

~MC~MC~MC~

The Dark Namekian smirked as he stood 50 meters away, watching as Jeice continued to flail and kick at… nothing.

Nothing at all.

The foe he was attacking? Nothing but an illusion. The Dark Namekian had no idea exactly what the new arrival was seeing but he knew that it would be tormenting him, causing him to lash out in needless, reckless abandon… forever.

Forever.

He chuckled.

He wasn't quite sure what was going on up there on Namek… but it was certainly bringing him so long sought after entertainment. And so long as King Yemma didn't notice… well… why not enjoy himself for as long as he could?

Perhaps… forever.