Prince Vegeta
*The prince of All Saiyans Glares down/ or up* (Depending on your height Really) *He Frowns..*- "What are you Doing here Earthling..."
Vegeta growls in frustration as he realizes the ship's course has been altered back to his original planet. He struggles against his restraints once more, but they hold fast. His eyes narrow to slits as he continues to plot an escape and a way to exact vengeance on those who have dared to defy him.
"This isn't over," he snarls through gritted teeth. "I will find a way out of this, and when I do..."
"You'll do what exactly? Nothing, like you're doing right now. And even if you manage to escape, we'll just do that fusion trick again." I say, but I'm bluffing to give off the illusion that I'm the one in power.
Vegeta growls low in his throat at your words, but doesn't rise to the bait. He knows that talking too much could give away information he shouldn't. Instead, he continues to plan silently, weighing his options and searching for a way out of this predicament. His muscles tense and relax as he waits for the perfect opportunity to strike.
"You may have won this battle," Vegeta finally says through gritted teeth, "but the war is far from over."