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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