(Moro-POV)
The green skinned one eyed him with disdain, while the other, younger and with the tail around his waist glared at him as the three sent to assist him went to battle with the woman and who appeared to be her brother, the bald one who whose third eye on his head wasn't magical unlike the red-skinned warrior whose third eye glowed with fiery resolve.
'These two seem to be communicating with one another, they think they can stop me here and now, inconceivable.' Moro's wrinkled face smirked, for he was already, subtly draining the people of this planet at a more accelerated rate, the weakest of these people should start withering away in no time as their life force adds to his strength. Doing so 'subtly' was his only way without the majority of his magical ability sealed away, so getting away from these two and leave the fools who joined the brat Frieza's army to their fate at the hands of these hero's.
'I should… do something to help maintain this fight the three sent with me are within… I could 'boost' their strength by the might of my own… just a tad, I will be partially drained from that so, hiding on this planet while I find the dragon balls of this world can be finally be achieved…' Moro looked to the two warriors eyeing him, his gaze looked down on them for he was larger and taller then them even as a elder.
Moro vanished from his spot, creating a pathetic 'magical Afterimage' clone of himself through his magic while he, grunting through the pressure of using as much magic as he was for his magic was still sealed, he went ahead and hid his power while landing further away, his 'magical afterimage' clone taking the two fools attention.
With his illusion in play and his life signature hidden, for these mortals seemed to be capable of finding them due to most likely, sensing for their position, Moro went ahead and drained the life forces of the army with him as well though only small portions as to keep them alive enough to act as distractions, before heading off with some renewed vitality though still tired from the overuse of his magic.
'With Frieza's dogs out of my way, and the locals… I shan't be interrupted as I track down my prize. Though I shall take a break first. Overexertion shall be the thing of the past whence I've taken this seal off of my magic." he smirked, far enough away to rake a seat on a nearby rock, as trees nearby slowly started to wither.
(Piccolo-POV)
"Gohan!"
"Right!" Piccolo and Gohan worked together to gain ground, flying after this Moro, who continued to doge them, he was fast for his size and age… Piccolo's fist almost struck against Moro, brushing past his arm when-
"-Hmm? Gohan! He's not as fast as I thought, that last attack passed right through you… Moro. If you are even the real thing, 'Special… … … Beam… … … Cannon'"
"Haaaaaaaa… 'Kame… Ha… ….Me… …' haaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!" their two beams aimed to fully engulf 'this' Moro, for Piccolo become increasingly positive that this was a clone of another kind, for he had some experience dealing with them and their users.
The blasts resulting from the two attacks he and Gohan launched accurately, engulfed the Moro and the explosion knocked a whole lot of the soldiers closest to the impact as Qrow dealt with their vast number. Blinded for a few minutes, Piccolo realized as well, seeing that Gohan had also understood, that Moro could no longer be sensed which was… either disappointing because he was weaker than advertised by Shin or…. the more realistic route happened, that Moro had run.
"Gohan, can you sense him!" Piccolo called out through the explosive energy still detonating nearby them, as Gohan shook his head 'negatively' replying.
"No! He's either dead or that was a clone and he's ran off." Gohan came to the same conclusion, Piccolo nodded as he responded, ignoring the explosion as it begun to dissipate now, revealing a large smokey crater overlapping another crater.
"That was a clone of some kind. My fist went through his arm, so he can't be that far off. He'll be after the dragon balls.. Gohan, send a clone to Dende and make sure he moves the dragon balls to somewhere on the planet. Will use them to ambush him. Make sure one of the dragon balls are taken off the world too. Sadala can watch it."
"Alright Piccolo, I'll make a few clones to help search, let's not let this guy get away from the area. If we're planning on ambushing him, will need to lead him. I'm thinking a few keenly aimed Ki-blasts will help to find this guy… it's not clean but it's a plan.
"...Right. Good plan." Piccolo begun forming Ki-blasts of a weak, but a large area of effect as he begun throwing one after the other sparingly, as Gohan made ten clones of himself, with one of them blasting off for the lookout while his clones begun making their own Ki-blasts.
Now looking around while carefully aiming blasts over a large area and for a time they search for him. The Frieza force soldiers, the ones Qrow was making easy work of were easily decimated by these weak blasts, as Gohan and his clones plus Piccolo searched thoroughly for the old bastard, Moro.
The landscape would heal in time, Piccolo and the real Gohan landed on the ground and looked around the pine forest, for they had traveled north, while searching. Gohan's clone, the one that was sent an ten minutes ago must have dispelled for Gohan's eyes blinked before he spoke to Piccolo.
"My clone has taken the four star ball off-world, Winter Schnee came back and took it after Dende got into contact with King Kai. The other six, he took them and placed them in the northern tundra, if we continue north we should be able to find him. Or you and me go ahead while the rest of my clones continue to 'lead' him on and search."
(Raditz-POV)
Raditz kept back from the fight and an eye one the slaughter, the Qrow knew how to splatter the ground with a body count. The Namek and his eldest nephew didn't need his help and Raditz didn't want to help the two of them fight an old magic user, that would be a hell of a waste for the power Raditz held within. Huffing, he hovered I the air and took out those bold enough to come after him, half an interest in the ongoing battle Raven, Dabura, Tien and their opponents. Sixteen was also nearby, though unlike Qrow who had no qualms with taking out the grunts of Frieza's army, Sixteen kept back and waited should one of those more powerful than the rats would put up a fight against him or one of the others needed tagging out of their current fight.
The elder magic wielder ran and it would be only a matter of time before the green bastard and his nephew tracked him down and it would over for the fool, Raditz smirked, his 'Super Saiyan Four' form rippled with unrestrained power, for he felt a bit slighted against. The fight against Frieza he would miss, and all for that goat of an alien who everyone seemed to believe was a threat.
'Hmph, what a slight. Kakarot is also back the oaf… He must have gotten strong to be-' he was whacked in the side, as Winter Schnee's Ki signature appeared next to him, along with-
"-Your not fighting son, what a boring brat you've turned out to be. Now, point me in the direction of Frieza. I've got a score to settle with that maniac." his father, along with Nappa, his fathers team, a few other Saiyan's Raditz couldn't recall their names… along with the former king, Vegeta. The Saiyan's spread out with speed, they begun slaughtering the army, showing competence in the slaughter, Qrow had paused mid-decapitation of one of the stronger alien commanders, watching with a gloomy look on his mug.
"And Vegeta, the king? Is he-"
"-With Kron, our 'king' was no match for Frieza and so, it is up to Kron to finish off the maniac tyrant once more. Though perhaps… Kakarot would do so this time around, he has arrived and remained with Vegeta and Kron there. The Namekian and Gohan are chasing down a magic user, there's no fight there… Why are you here, there is no battle for none of you, besides the Frieza force peons."
"Tora, Fasha, Borgos, Shugesh."
"Right!!" they all said, blasting down with the others, along with Nappa who smiled in delight of the carnage. Vegeta, the former king remained, stoic, his glance upon the battlefield and in particular, those of the strongest, including his daughter in law and the Saiyan 'Queen', doing battle had him pause in surprise, though this surprise was replaced with admiration.
"Hmmm, it seems Vegeta has chosen a worthy queen and sire of the next heir, I am content now… I've got a score to settle with that freak, Frieza as well…" Vegeta the third begun to power up, his Ki dipping from white, glowing around him as he made a transformation that unlike Bardock, surprised Raditz for he didn't spend much time on their ancient home world and Winter Schnee's Earthen colony.
"Heh, Nappa along with my squad and myself have reached this pinnacle, or supposedly 'was' thought of the pinnacle of our race. 'Super Saiyan', though as you can no doubt feel, Vegeta here and…. hngh- myself! Have reached a level…. hngh- beyond! Kakarot has said this form to be 'Super Saiyan Two' and that put's us on the table-"
"-Interrupt a fight of theirs at your peril old fools! Down there… hmph, just check!" Raditz took off his green tinted scouter and threw it at his father, who caught it and placed it on, quickly operating it with ease as he checked, Vegeta's energy rippling with static Ki that scattered around his aura in blue bolts.
"...The one fighting the queen has 2,280,800,000,000 fighting power… the one with a spiked-out head is 2,862,280,000,000 and-
"-And, the tall, muscle-bound alien has a power within 2,020,840,000,000,000! you lot aren't going to even add anything meaningful to the battle, you might as well go wizard hunting with your grandson Gohan then involve-" Bardock shook his head, sighing as he replied.
"...Son, you know, being a coward at your age doesn't look good on a warrior." Bardock, chuckled bemusedly for he didn't seem to get Raditz frustration at all… like always Bardock then glanced at the former king whose narrowed gaze upon Raditz made him feel like a fool, airing out his frustrations to the former king, said man turned to Bardock and sneered.
"I'm going to the battlefield of that bastard Frieza! You wanted revenge? You might as well follow along at my back you fool. Leave your whimpering whelp to help this lot." Raditz, pissed, held in a reply and turned, he decided to go and help Gohan and Piccolo after all… First, he flickered over to Sixteen, getting his attention.
"Alright big guy, let's go assist Piccolo and Gohan with that other guy who ran, it's better than floating around here and watching battle. What say you."
"...Fine." Sixteen said simply, eyes passing over Raditz while they blipped red from his normal blue color, flickering between red and blue as a sound emitted from them, Sixteen added.
"Follow, the one whom is named Moro, is this way. I can sense Piccolo and Gohan and conclude that they are on his trail, for I cannot sense him-"
"-Fine then! Let's get a move on, this watching is making me increasingly aggravated!"
(Vegeta-POV)
Arms crossed, his hair in a constant state of mess from the shock waves overlapping one another, in an never-ending cycle did the sky ignite with such fierce battle, Vegeta sensed some new arrivals though he ignored them for the fight. They were Bardock and his father, who arrived on Earth ten minutes prior, for Vegeta did sense their arrival along with some of the others.
Kron's 'Super Saiyan Five'… was impressive, that sort of power eclipsed anything he'd ever seen from him before, though as he too stood within this form and the two remained on the sidelines as Frieza and Kakarot sized each other up, the first time these two having met before.
"Hmph, well get ready Kron. Even with the little amount of time, we've been pushed past limits and were on our way to outclassing you in battle power. Kakarot here, should make Frieza weep, for his death comes a second time due to a Saiyan." Vegeta's left fist was tightly clenched, held in front of him as he stopped himself from chuckling, for even if Vegeta didn't lay the final blow, at least this time he would be present for this creatures downfall. Kron kept silent, though he acknowledged him with a head nod, brief and to the point as his arms held folded in front of him gave off a sense of calm, the two of them standing side by side.
His father and Bardock landed nearby, also standing in wait, as Frieza did briefly acknowledge their presences with the sneer, Vegeta had no doubt that the two of them would be Frieza's next targets, simply because of how pathetic in strength they were compared to Vegeta himself and Kron here.
Hearing Kakarot took some effort to listen, but a Saiyan had good hearing, doubly so as an Oozeru so he and the other three nearby heard then as a shift came about, for before the two were just glancing at one another as if sizing up the other, it took Frieza and that mouth of his to disperse the silence, with a quip of all things and an insulting one to boot. Vegeta's narrowed gaze, plus his own father who could be heard grunt in close as silent rage as Vegeta remembered his father's temper being as, Frieza spoke through a brief but mocking chuckle.
"And you are? Forgive me but that knowing every brute of your backwards, monkey race is a waste of brain power and unlike the Vegeta… the father and son whose names I can recall with clarity, for I took one from the elder and killed him, then raised that little pet monkey as my attack dog. Plus, that one there… whose name is etched into my and my brother Cooler's mind. I can even recall seeing and killing… that one over yonder with the two fools named Vegeta. But you… why don't you make introductions, I'm patient… I can wait. The amusement I would get from learning another Saiyan's name before snuffing that life out for all eternity certainly… sounds sweet to the ears, don't you think."
"Me? I'm Goku and right now, I've got nothing else to say to you. You've come to my home to cause trouble, so don't think I'm going to hold back arms. So let's throwdown here, you and those like you… beings of dark deeds should be defeated so that you may change your ways." Kakarot said with a seriousness Vegeta only heard of in the rarest of times, though that part about 'changing your ways' only served to make Vegeta scoff, for people like Frieza? There was no changing them. He wasn't like Dabura, nor Majin Buu even if Vegeta himself didn't think much of that huge pile of lard… not counting that brat whose was the reincarnation of that actual threat of a Majin Buu, that kid version though he was but a young boy somewhere.
Dabura wanted to beat Kron, plain and simple… as Vegeta came to understand, though he certainly believed he had a chance, Vegeta knew that 'that' goal of his would never come to pass, for Kron continued to climb in power, as a newly mutated 'Legendary Super Saiyan' who continued to climb in power, reaching new heights as Vegeta himself and Kakarot only barely caught up to in their brief time with Lord Beerus teacher, Dabura was not going to catch even them at this point, new magical eye or not.
"A laughable notion Kakarot, to think you could change the mind of a tyrant, like Frieza… whose been ruining lives the universe over with but word to his men, or by his own hand… the fool better start fighting soon or I'm going to rush that lizard freak.' Vegeta's right eye twitched, hearing Frieza laugh before replying.
"You think too highly of yourself, monkey. Allow me to dissuade you of such thoughts… forever… SAIYAN!" a shout, followed by a loud clapping wind-wave of tremendous velocity came from within Frieza, his shout. Followed by this, Frieza blitzed forwards, attacking Kakarot, as they begun their bout by the heated and fast-paced exchange of melee blows. Frieza's fighting experience, speed and power had him match Kakarot, at this time transformed as only a 'Super Saiyan Two' with Frieza still not transformed into the 'Golden Form' yet though it looked like the two were pretty much even as of now, their strength easily decimated the surrounding landscape from their very blows inflicting explosive wind blasts to devastating effect.
Vegeta watched as they fought, their positions quick to change and it looked to him, that only he and Kron could easily keep up with the speeds they were moving within, for his father and Kakarot's father looked more put out, their heads moving with more effort to keep up with their speed. They flickered into place, floating in the air as their first brush with melee ended now, the two of them looking intently at the other, This time, they were further out and lacking a Namekian around here, this time they couldn't be heard as they looked to be speaking to the other again. Their words though, they weren't needed for Frieza and Kakarot both answered the other as they started to power up at the same time.
Kakarot looked to be transforming into 'Super Saiyan Three' as his Ki color changed from golden to slightly red, changing fully red as his hoarse yell got louder, while Frieza changed, his form now glowed a golden color, his purple colored Ki flashed bright yellow.