The crackle of electricity draws his attention, dark hues tracking the aura that wreathes his father’s frame. Gohan regards the transformation with an unmistakable glimmer of fascination.
“Cool doesn’t even begin to cover it, dad.” a quiet chuckle escapes him, head tilting as —
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aura palpitates with mounting intensity、galvanic currents scudding across the surrounding grass before the ( * 𝘙𝘌𝘈𝘋𝘌𝘙. ) ——— son gokū’s incandescent aura throbs with the cadence of a living heartbeat ; “ this is super saiyan two …͟ cool、eh?”
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