"Don't even think about asking me to apologize to him!" Salama's voice boomed through the Dragon God Realm, his tone sharp with indignation. He paced back and forth in his grand chamber, his robes billowing with each forceful step. The thought of bowing his head to a mortal, even one as powerful as Goten, was an affront to his pride.
Sava stood silently nearby, her golden eyes observing her father with quiet resignation. "Okay then, Father," she said after a pause, her voice calm. She knew Salama's temper well enough to avoid pressing the issue further.
Salama took a deep breath, attempting to steady his emotions. "What is the situation with the Great Goddess?" he asked, his tone slightly softer but still laced with tension.
Sava folded her hands. "Not good," she admitted. "Although the Great Goddess prepared extensively for this war, The Grand Zeno's universe countered her plans effectively. And with Goten's overwhelming power tipping the scales, her position grows more precarious by the day."
Salama furrowed his brow, his expression thoughtful. "It seems The Grand Zeno's universe still has the advantage. Even with her divine schemes, the Great Goddess may not succeed."
Sava nodded solemnly, unsure of what more could be done.
The Next Morning
After finishing a hearty breakfast at Goku's house, Goten flew to Trunks's home. As he landed lightly in the yard, Trunks emerged from the house, a wide smile spreading across his face.
"Goten!" Trunks greeted enthusiastically.
"Trunks," Goten replied with a nod.
Trunks gestured for Goten to follow him inside, but Goten shook his head. "No time. I wanted to check in on the situation with the universes."
"How are things looking?" Trunks asked, his tone turning serious.
"Universe 7 is stable for now," Goten explained. "With Frieza holding the fort, there haven't been any major threats."
Trunks tilted his head. "But you said 'for now.' What's the problem?"
"The bigger issue lies with Universe 10. Their forces are struggling against the Sixteenth Universe. Their combat strength isn't enough to hold the line."
Trunks frowned. "Is anyone helping them?"
"Yes. Reinforcements from other universes are on their way," Goten said. "It's a temporary solution, but it should stabilize the situation."
Before they could continue the conversation, a radiant golden light descended from the sky, landing gracefully in Trunks's yard. As the brilliance faded, Sava stepped forward, her white robes gleaming in the sunlight.
Goten's eyes narrowed. "Sava," he said flatly.
Trunks glanced at her curiously. "Do you know her?"
"She's the daughter of the Dragon God Salama," Goten replied, his tone cold.
Sava offered a warm smile. "Goten, it's good to see you again."
Goten crossed his arms, his expression unchanging. "Why are you here?"
"I've come to apologize on behalf of my father," Sava said, bowing slightly.
Goten's expression hardened further. "If your father wants to apologize, he can come here himself."
Sava hesitated, her gaze lowering briefly before meeting Goten's. "I understand your frustration, but I'm here in good faith. What can I do to make amends?"
A smirk tugged at Goten's lips. "If Salama wants my forgiveness, he has to fight me."
Sava's eyes widened in shock. "A fight? You don't intend to kill him, do you?"
"Why? Don't you think he can handle me?" Goten replied with a raised eyebrow.
"It's not that," Sava said quickly. "I'm just…"
"Relax," Goten interrupted. "I won't kill him. I'll only teach him a lesson."
"You swear?" Sava asked, her tone serious.
"I swear," Goten replied, raising his hand mockingly. "If I kill him, may the heavens strike me down."
Sava let out a soft sigh. "Very well. I'll inform my father of your challenge. If he agrees, he will come to Earth to face you."
"And if he refuses?"
Sava's gaze wavered. "Then I can't force him," she admitted.
"Fair enough," Goten said. "I'll wait for his answer."
Sava nodded before transforming into a streak of golden light and vanishing into the sky.
Trunks turned to Goten, his brow furrowed. "Why are you so determined to fight the Dragon God?"
"Because he's arrogant," Goten said with a shrug. "I want to knock him down a peg."
Trunks blinked, unsure how to respond.
Dragon God Realm
Sava returned to the Dragon God Realm, where Salama was pacing in his private chamber.
"You spoke to him?" Salama asked without looking up.
"Yes," Sava replied. "Goten has challenged you to a fight."
Salama's head snapped up, his eyes blazing. "That mortal dares to challenge me?"
"Father," Sava said calmly, "Goten is incredibly strong. I'm worried about what might happen after the war if he harbors a grudge."
Salama scoffed. "Do you think I fear him?"
"No," Sava replied evenly. "But avoiding a confrontation now might make things worse later."
Salama huffed, his pride warring with practicality. "I'll consider it," he muttered.
One Week Later – Mount Paozu
Goten was in the middle of an intense one-finger push-up routine, his aura flickering faintly as he focused on his training. Marron sat nearby, her golden hair catching the sunlight as she watched him with quiet admiration.
Suddenly, a golden light descended from the sky, landing a few meters away. Salama and Sava stepped forward, their regal presence commanding attention.
From the mountains, Merus appeared, flying swiftly to greet them.
"Lord Salama," Merus said, bowing respectfully.
Salama nodded in acknowledgment before turning his attention to Goten.
"Are you here to apologize?" Goten asked with a smirk.
"No," Salama replied, his voice firm. "I'm here to fight."
Marron's eyes widened. "Goten, who are they?"
"This is Salama, the Dragon God, and his daughter, Sava," Goten explained.
Marron blinked, clearly out of her depth.
Salama's voice cut through the moment. "Goten, where shall we fight?"
"Over the ocean," Goten replied. "I don't want to cause unnecessary damage to the Earth."
Salama glanced at the ground. "This planet has been reinforced, but fine, we'll fight over the sea."
With that, the two launched into the sky, their auras lighting up the heavens.
As they reached the ocean, Salama turned to Goten. "Transform into a Super Saiyan," he commanded.
Goten clenched his fists, his golden aura surging around him as his hair turned bright gold. The ocean churned violently below them, reflecting the immense power radiating from the two combatants.