Dragon - Ball Z 68

Five minutes left.

But Goku was already rising into the air, his hand outstretched toward the single floating Dragon Ball. The other six lay buried under lava, frozen in time, or clutched in the dead hand of Vegeta. It didn’t matter. dragon ball z 68

Then, a whisper of light. A small, orange sphere—barely a flicker—rose from the wreckage of the elder’s hut. It was the last Dragon Ball. The four-star ball. The one Goku’s adoptive grandfather had given him. It floated gently, almost sadly, toward the sky. Five minutes left

“He didn’t wish to escape,” Piccolo said quietly. “He didn’t wish to beat Frieza. He wished for us to be somewhere else. And the Dragon Ball answered.” It didn’t matter

They were safe. Frieza stared at the empty space where the Earthlings had been. His jaw went slack. “Impossible… without the dragon… without a ship…”

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

And that, in the end, was what made it the last wish Namek would ever give.