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After regaining consciousness, the warriors gathered to discuss their next move

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After regaining consciousness, the warriors gathered to discuss their next move. However, getting beaten by a woman was something someone like Vegeta couldn't accept. The wave of his anger was thick that no one decided to say anything regarding the battle until he left. Trunks was about to follow but Piccolo told Trunks to leave him be.

"Just leave him alone, Trunks," Tenten said.

"But what if—"

"Do you like me to follow you around when you're pissed off?" Tenten slightly pressed her tone while glaring at him, which earned a deep sigh from the boy. Though he still glanced in the direction his father was leaving, he stayed with them.

Trunks told them that the androids in that timeline were much stronger than the ones they were facing in the future. He at least managed to put up a fight while he stood no chance against the one in the present timeline.

"Stronger, and there are three of them..." Piccolo muttered.

"Tenten, that wound on your right arm..." Trunks suddenly said.

"Oh, yeah. I... forgot about it."

Trunks furrowed his brows, sighing when she started to be like that again. He held her arm and stared right into her eyes. "Do it now." Tenten tightened her lips in response. When it came to this situation, he knew that most of the time, he was lacking authority over her because they were at the same level even though he was older than her.

"Heal it now, Tenten," Krillin insisted. Tenten blinked at how Krillin was looking at her as if he was going to keep watching until she healed her wound, so she did.

Seeing how she used her ability, Piccolo said, "The Dragon Clans..." The two teenagers shifted their gaze to him. "Your ability is similar to that of the Dragon Clans. They're Namekian like me, but not the fighter type. They're the people that are able to create the Dragon Balls too."

"T-the Namekian creates the Dragon Balls?!" the two said at the same time.

"Then, do you know somebody who can teach me how to improve my ability?" Tenten asked.

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