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In the little glade that was not so peaceful anymore, the fight went on with renewed vigour. The two cyborg had taken flight too in order to catch them in a pincer movement.

Krilin and Yamcha skilfully dodged their attack to the right and to the left. The assailant, not less skilled, went up into the sky to avoid flying into one another.

After a quick U-turn, they were now swooping down on them, their fists held out, aiming at their target...

Target that were ready to counter their attack.

The two fighters threw a direct attack to one another, attacks that, as they hit, violently hurled each of them backwards.

The brother and his sister abruptly stopped in their dazzling descent.

Right then, both orange clad men bombarded with an heavy fire from their two hands, the same kind of techniques that Vegeta liked doing.

They moved backward each time a bit more with each shot from their burning palms, as the effort needed to parry this fiery harassment paralysed the twins.

On the gound, Gyumao watched the aerial fight with amazement and thought that it wasn't going that bad!

Well, at last way away from the terrible pair, Krilin and Yamcha quit bombarding. They're panting and had the feeling that their arms were about to melt for they're burning them so much. They thought that it was going rather bad!

The cyborgs looked at them, mocking them. They too knew that their opponent were way beyond their level... A flash in the pan that wasn't going to be a fire. Even though, 17 smiled as he commented on their fight.

“Good! Very good actually... You surpassed yourself today!”

Krilin and Yamcha were inwardly seething with rage. They had to find the way to efficiently defend themselves. It was easier said than done, especially when facing such opponents whose strength were so superior to their!

18 spoke after her brother.

“Well, I guess they really care about those two...” She suddenly stopped talking, Chi-Chi's absence being blindingly obvious. “Eh, the female had gone away!”

17, furious, looked at Krilin, then Gyumao, below him.

“So that was what the three of you were plotting earlier.”

Without warning, 17 and 18 rushed towards the transfixed by fear giant.

“You're going to regret this!” yelled 17.

18 rubbed Gyumao's head who had ducked by reflex, his face distorted by an intense pain. The young woman flew up right away and started to randomly bombard the bushes behind the giant.

Behind her, 17 landed under Chi-Chi's father's nose in order to torture him with a punch of the bloody spot that stained his bandage. Due to the unbearable suffering, the giant fell on his knees once again, and then his upper part collapsed in front of the cruel young man.

A double yelling rand out, but they were not enough to distract the two tormentors from their revolting task. Krilin and Yamcha rushed, joining their forces again to neutralised 18 at first. But this time, she anticipated their their shot that she easily dodged.

Krilin gained speed and rushed toward the blond woman who made herself ready to parry his attack.

Yamcha changed several times his path to try and feint 17 that was busy raising Gyumao's heavy head. He tried to tackle the cyborg in order to make him lose his balance and tear the injured man from his clutches. A crackling later, Yamcha's feet swept the air and the fighter was pulled along by his momentum.

As for Krilin, he was once again facing 18. He knew that there was no way for him to outclass her in a single combat.