Shallot pant as he stopped to catch his breath, his entire body sweating from the several hours of training he was in. Nobody else was available to spar with him so he had to train by himself. But it was enough and left him somewhat satisfied.

His tail flickered behind him as he stretched his back, wiping the sweat off his brow. He could do with a break. Bulma had given him a packed lunch, right now would be a great time to do that. Out of nowhere his nose picked up on an unknown scent. His tail went up straight as a cold feeling went down his spine.

He was being watched.