DBZ: The Fallen Empire
"It took only a year for Arcann's forces to crush the Empire and the Republic. Years of conflict between us saw to that."
"These so called 'Outlanders' think they fight for all of us. Rebellious children, thinking they can put a stop to the tyranny of Zakuul."
"Why can't they just accept the universe for what it is now? No one wants the freedom they seek, and they'll drag us with them into the mud when Arcann finally gets tired of their existence."
"We may suffer, but peace has finally come to our worlds. And if these rebels think their crusade is just, then let them try and justify it when millions of people burn for the freedom only they want."
"Zibarica, keep watch. We've only got one shot at this, and if it gets blown from something as small as a guard seeing us here, then Arcann will be the least of your problems."
When the light fades from your eyes, you can barely make out your surroundings. The blurry metal walls surrounding you shift and move in a blur, your body falling forward out of suspension. The cold metal ground is the first contact your senses make, telling your body that you have returned to the physical world.
However, this return comes with a price: your muscles ache and you are barely able to lift yourself into a standing position. Even the smallest act of movement requires nearly all of your concentration to accomplish; you are in no condition to fight. A single attack from even the weakest opponent could kill you.
Vegetto's knees struck the metal ground immediately, the fusion cringing in his pained gasps of air with Gogeta and Beerus following suit a few feet away from their respective pods. The arena room was a large circular place, each warrior having a large gap between each other from emerging out of their stasis.
A splitting image of Gogeta knelt down in front of Vegetto and Gogeta, a small smile across his face.
"Relax...take a minute to get your bearings."
The man was clad in alien armor, still checking on the others before cupping one hand over his mouth
"Zi! We're going to need your help in here!"
A pair of hands caught Jaz by the shoulders before she could fall from the pod fully, an identical appearance of Vegetto staring into her eyes with a perplexed expression.
"Jaz? Is that you?"