[1] Group 3 - Market

[Burter]

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Death.

Rotting flesh.

There were hundreds of them. Bodies on top of bodies, bloodied and beaten, having been there for what seemed like years. Every rooms was stained with the stench of corpses.

He had already convinced himself the woman was a liar. Vegeta looked back at his companions. Five of them. Yamu and Burter Jr had stayed behind, probably for the best. Vegeta didn't think the little boy could handle a sight like this. He wouldn't admit it, but he was surprised he himself could handle it - this was about a hundred corpses too many.

"Let's just find whatever it is Katel doesn't want us to find," Vegeta told them, kicking aside a corpse. "And get out of this death trap."

From the corner of the room, a light transparent figure watched them. Nobody could see him, but he was very real.