head was already in his own pool of blood."Stop it!" I yelled in Cell's face as tears ran down my cheeks. Although I would never have thought it possible, Cell really lowered his fist. I turned to Piccolo and knelt beside him. He looked at me questioningly. At his look I started to stutter: "P ... Piccolo ..." I got no further. Cell pulled me away from him by my arm and dragged me after him out of the space of spirit and time. Here I got back on my feet. "What do you find on this washcloth? It can't do anything!" Cell snorted angrily. "More than you think!" I whispered softly and looked at the floor. "What did you just say?" he started at me and his hand clawed painfully into my skin. I slowly raised my face and looked at him with sparkling eyes. "I said he can do more than you think!" I replied loudly, clenching my fists. A hard slap hit me in the face. I staggered and held my right cheek, which immediately turned bright red.

"So this is how the Lord deals with jealousy!" I thought and looked at him angrily. I really felt the energy surrounding him. "Why didn't you kill Piccolo?" I asked confused.


"With this idiot you can see especially well that love is blind. You will see that he will run into his own ruin!" claimed Cell and at the same time started his momentary teleportation ...






The next part will be hot as hell!


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