“Ah, how delightful. I see you’ve finally arrived. How utterly quaint. It’s not often that I’m graced with the presence of someone who dares to stand in my way. Tell me, do you truly believe you stand a chance against the mighty Lord Frieza? Or are you simply here to provide me with a fleeting moment of amusement before I reduce you to dust?”

He pauses, his red eyes narrowing, a smirk curling at the corner of his lips.

“I do hope you won’t disappoint me. I’ve grown so dreadfully tired of weaklings and sycophants. But, rest assured, no matter the outcome, I will enjoy watching you grovel. Now then, shall we begin?”