Rubeus, chuckling, reflected the attack. The battle waged on, and Trunks stood in the sidelines, as he was told to earlier. This is their battle, he told himself. Yours is still yet to come. Wiseman was right, of course.
Earth is full of bitter thoughts and betrayal.
They surely don't. It's quite obvious. Her grin grew wider in anticipation. Her hair was still streaked with black, but not as much. Yes, she thought, looking herself over in a mirror.