Five minutes left.
“What are you doing?” Frieza screamed, sensing the sudden drop in Goku’s energy. “You’re wasting your power!” dragon ball z 68
“You think you’ve won, monkey?” Frieza spat, blood spilling from his fractured jaw. “The planet is dying. You die with me.” Five minutes left
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. “The planet is dying
Piccolo closed his eyes. “There are older magics than dragons.”
Goku had never met that elder. But he had saved Dende. He had protected the village. He had fought not for glory, but for his friends.
When the light faded, Namek was gone. And so were they. On the distant planet, Krillin wept. Gohan screamed for his father. Piccolo stood still, his gaze fixed on the empty sky.