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Goku looked up, and despite the exhaustion, he grinned. “Yeah. That’s the point.”

“You fool,” Frieza hissed, staggering forward. “You saved them… and left yourself here. With me.”

Goku stood amid the rubble, his Super Saiyan hair a stark gold against the dying light. Across from him, Frieza—or what remained of him—trembled. Half his skull was missing, his tail severed, his body a patchwork of cuts and fury. But his eyes still burned with the arrogance of a tyrant who refused to understand defeat. dragon ball z 68

The explosion was silent in space.

The Namekian sky, usually a serene green under twin suns, was now a bruised, apocalyptic violet. The planet groaned, its core mortally wounded by Frieza’s spiteful energy blast. In five minutes, Namek would be stardust. Goku looked up, and despite the exhaustion, he grinned

Piccolo closed his eyes. “There are older magics than dragons.”

“What are you doing?” Frieza screamed, sensing the sudden drop in Goku’s energy. “You’re wasting your power!” “You saved them… and left yourself here

“Goku, what are you doing?” Krillin shouted, feeling the shift in his friend’s ki.