next to Karina, who only woke up in the evening.




She was slowly waking up, which didn't surprise her, considering the battle the previous day.


She turned her head to the left and looked for a moment at Goten's beautiful face, into his velvet black eyes, and at his lips.

He didn't seem to have noticed that she was awake, but when she tried to make himself noticed he turned to her and gave her a gentle kiss, on the nose, then on the lips. He stroked Karina's cheek.


Finally they broke off the caresses.


For a while they just looked each other in the eye, until Son Goten spoke up, his voice was thoughtful: "We will go to hell."


Karina nodded, but said nothing.


Son Goten resisted the urge to look away when he went on just as thoughtfully: "My father has visited hell twice, once he fell from the snake path, the other time he was supposed to restore order with a friend.


He said it wasn't bad, the space of spirit and time was worse. "


Karina just nodded again, Goten had talked about this structure, she didn't know whether it could be classified as magical.




Son Goten was silent, he had nothing more to say.


He enjoyed the closeness to Karina, her gentle look, her deep brown eyes.How her hair gently framed her face.


The wonderful moment was disturbed by Wiglaf, who called to them: "Get up, you late risers, we will soon be on our way to the temple."


Reluctantly, Karina got up, relatively relaxed, and looked for her things, prepared herself, and packed her backpack, which Goten then simply grabbed after he got up, and even the bandage.


Karina asked slightly disgruntled: "What's that supposed to mean? I can very well carry my things myself."


Even if the sorceresses were usually too friendly to be insulted or snubbed, they also had their pride.


Son Goten replied, giving her a wonderful 'Goku' grin: "I know, but that's a better way to fight."


Then his face got a little more serious when he added: "I'm training Nathalia to use Ki. I hope you're not angry about that."


Karina looked at him perplexed for a moment, then smiled: "How do you get that?We can always need new, stronger power if it serves the good. "


They joined the others and left their refuge in another triangular formation with Nathalia at the head, Wiglaf on the right, Azrael on the back, and the couple in the middle.


Before that, they stopped briefly.


Karina mumbled to herself for a moment, and again the ice crystals appeared around her, Azrael concentrated too, and it almost seemed to Goten as if he had a charisma that somehow influenced everyone's ki, except his.


When he felt Azrael 's change, he had turned his head, after looking forward again his eyes almost fell out.


Nathalia had become transparent.


Not her clothes, or her body, she still seemed to be completely there, only that one could see the surroundings in front of her almost like through a very dirty pane.


He just brought out a gasping: "What? ...".


Nathalia turned around and a satisfied smile played briefly on her lips when she saw Goten's stunned expression.

Wiglaf answered Goten's unspoken question grimly and quickly: "This is a special technique used by the assassins, it makes them more vulnerable. Come on, we have no time to lose, if only because we don't know how much time is left."


Nathalia turned and, like the rest, started moving again.




During their march to the temple, and at the same time in the center of the city, they did not meet an enemy.


Nobody was surprised, everyone suspected that the remaining people would try an ambush at the temple.


Goten could feel the auras gathering in one place, evil auras, weak but permeated with negative energy.


As so often they wandered in silence, everyone was tense, and the four warriors of this world in battle stance, showing no nakedness.


When they were about halfway down, Goten thought about the silence.


None of the four spoke or, apart from Karina, had even had a moderate interest in a conversation.

Still, he trusted them. This realization came as a surprise to him.


After a short period of reflection, however, he knew why.


Because he saw the same light in them as in his father, the other Z-fighters, the heroes of his planet.


They were far less favored than this group Z, they had no Dragon Ball 's with which they could simply bring their friends back to life, yet they marched on, just as his friends would have, unstoppable, invincible.


But mortally.




After nearly two hours of slow marching, they had reached the temple.


They stopped at a distance of about a hundred meters, the temple was a large building, more than fifteen meters high, but without more than one floor, like a cathedral, on both sides of the entrance facing them were wide, artificially created, rectangular ones Lakes, about thirty by fifty meters in length. The building was relatively far away from others, although there were neighboring buildings, but these were several dozen meters away.

There were even bigger windows every now and then, through which one could look inside.


It wasn't exactly dark there, but you could only really see something if it had been day.


But by now the sun was almost down.




Goten asked quietly, but in a neutral voice: "Shall I help you?"


Wiglaf replied just as softly, but with a grim undertone: "No, we have been here before, even if we sneaked up and only took the flail back then.


We can do it without your help. "


Then he turned to the others and said calmly: "Let's go."


Almost silently they went towards the building, they tried every now and then to find cover, but there was none, the grass that grew between the stone slabs was not big enough.


They attacked, only Goten was still standing where they had been talking.


He knew that they had their honor, and he would not violate that honor, he would act the same way, had already done the same.



Sorry again that it took so long, but unfortunately the Abitur takes no account of FF Schreiber.