Earth. Year 462.

Universe 9.

N... No... ¡NO!

He dodged.... Tien!

You almost got me there scum!

But now it´s my turn... i´ll tear you apart!

I´m so sorry for getting you into this master..

Plea- se...

Run away from here, while i try to hold him off.

Always so reckless, boy. What could you do against such an opponent when you can barely stand up?

Hey, wait, what ...?

Yamcha... Thank you for every-thing....