A few footsteps could be heard eventually within the depths of Mount Paozu.

It was not a place that he was frankly too familiar with, he did pass by certainly but there was not much to see beyond the sights in the early morning and it was especially impressive when the fog was thick, causing you to think you were up in the heavens given just how big some of the mountains could get compared to the actual ground below. So of course this place had some kind of merit, but that was all Nasu knew and what he expected others to know, he had no idea whether other people had some kind of extended knowledge about this place. Either or, when he appeared, he did so not too far from where the other warriors gathered.

He stood forward upon a boulder, with both his arms crossed over his chest and his waist cloth that danced with the winds that ran him through, the man stared, he did not look like he was unapproachable but of course his eyes were quite indeed analyzing what he currently had before them. He felt like he needed to get a good read on these people for some reason, and he was pretty much… unfamiliar with every single one of them so far which only made everything far more complicated for him.

He chose to at least introduce himself for those that did not know him… which was basically everyone around right here and now. Nasu did not remember them from the East City attack, well that was a thought he had somewhat considered given the big power levels at play here he wondered if it could not be those individuals he witnessed fighting Liari that day.

“I am Nasu.”

He cast a look over the other two, there was not much doubt; except a little bit with the red haired one, she was a little bit of a mystery given her beast like ears, but he could definitely tell at least Callion, Tanya and himself included made for three Saiyans. Apparently Saiyans were just that popular all around, funny given he could count the number of Saiyans he knew on one hand alone. Now that number would increase just a bit.

“Z-Fighters…”

Nasu really did not care so much what this merry band of people was called, for many various reasons such as the fact that given no context and the fact that this was broadcasted globally, it easy to just kind of either be confused or mistake it for an anime’s plot, in any case scenario the man chose to at least chase the broadcast only because he could sense the energy that was being gathered. It felt nearly similar to that day, in the East City, he could not remember how much lower or higher this ki was, but in the end it was a strong energy and therefore it warranted his interest.

“I did not understand half of what you just talked about. However.”

He said, but not to berate him or his speech, the look on his face only expressed honesty, politeness and perhaps a hint of bluntness. Maybe he was too dumb to understand what had just been told across the world, but he did not expect many other people to get it, though he guessed he could understand what Callion had tried to do with those words, indeed to make people raise up and take a stand with heroic words and whatnot, even if in the end, people of the caliber of Son Goku or Piccolo were entirely out of his knowledge zone.

“However I do think the more like minded souls we can find the better. East City has taught me that much.”

His mind briefly left what currently laid before him and all, for it just left for a land far and distant, across the outskirts of time and space and it returned to the moment and day that the attack on East City happened, there was definitely no chance that Nasu could have survived, if it was not for Serena, a friend he had made perhaps just the other day and that had chosen to risk her own life to make sure he would not be in danger. He did not know what had happened to her after that, for he had spent the next months recovering, so he did not ever get the chance to thank her properly, but he figured she was probably fine since she was a Majin.

“I hope we can count on each other then, whenever it matters.”

Of course Nasu was not very adamant about openly joining a group. After all he had left his own original group, a band of mercenaries that had survived the Red Ribbon Army and chose to plot against it, to find himself, and what sense would it make to just outright join a group? It would be disrespectful to those guys he left behind, but again this did not feel something so formal as that, given the nature of the calls and also just the group of people, they looked like a few martial artists, so he doubted there was anything like that.

Hopefully there were no weird uniforms or anything like that. For one Nasu had always been a loner, a lone wolf that wandered the lands and yet intervened in times of need, he did not know what sort of commitment joining a group like this would take but certainly there was some level of concern in his mind, however a part of him also wished to perhaps fight with any of the people here. They looked strong enough and honestly, on his own, he was not going to do much more than what he did not already accomplish, therefore he definitely sought something else now. Maybe this Z fighting stuff could bring a benefit to all; to all safety and peace and to those that did the dirty work the actual chance to progress further and more efficiently than what they would otherwise accomplish divided.

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