Fine after getting knocked through two buildings by Goku

At the last second, he spotted 17 coming at him from the side. He barely had time to shift his stance before the cyborg was on top of him, fists pounding furiously. Thinking quickly, Goku caught the teenager's damp arm and twisted it, then vaulted forward and swung the cyborg around. The boy smashed into his sister, who was flying up again with another attack prepared. The two crashed into some building rubble, their soaked clothes stained brown from the mud. They quickly stood, 18 wiping her face with her sleeve then pulling soaking wet hair behind her ears. Each cyborg angrily glared up at their attacker, the golden-wreathed warrior hovering between the rumbling clouds.

'I have to stay on the offensive,' thought Goku as he took off after them. 'If they catch me off-guard, I'm done for. I can't defend myself unless I anticipate their attacks.' He added another burst of speed at the last minute, plowing into the duo with a double clothesline.

Goku pushed the two cyborgs down underneath him as all three plowed through another building and into the ground. Concrete, dirt, and rock exploded up around them as they formed a massive crater. Goku's hair drooped down over his eyes, causing him to constantly have to flare his aura—the heat of his transformation evaporated the water in contact with his skin.

The Super Saiyan finally stood up, ignoring the wet brown mud that covered his boots. On one side of him, Number 18 struggled to her knees. Her black tights were ripped, exposing skin up and down her legs. Part of her denim skirt was ripped, showing what remained of her damp tights hugging her skin snugly. On the other side, her brother sat up, his wounded shoulder and missing sleeve now matched by scuffs and tears on the left side of his clothing.

"How much longer does this have to go on? When will you two learn that you don't stand a chance against me?" shouted Goku, his voice muffled by the pounding of the rain. Despite his confidence, he was now trying to buy time. Fighting the two of them at once was tougher than he had expected—if he didn't come up with something soon, he would tire out enough for them to overwhelm him. He was still hesitant to destroy them. Though his Saiyan side welcomed the battle, part of him still hoped they would come to their senses. Were these menaces really so hardened? Had the years of guiltless murder forever seared their consciences, rendering them forever closed to truth – to peace?

"Come on, Goku. You can't keep this up against us both—you're bluffing!" 17 said, smugly wiping the coating of mud from his forearms. He turned to his sister. "What do you think, 18? Ready to give up our playtime just to sate the conscious of this do-gooder? Or do you think we should finish this off now?"

"Let's end him, 17. He's losing power by the second—it should be easy!"

Goku squared off, keeping both the cyborgs in his field of vision. Flashes of lighting overhead illuminated the area, each of the three beings frozen in a state of transfixed fury. Who would make the first move, attacking through the thickening sheets of rain? KRABOOM! An enormous thunderclap shook both the earth and sky.

As if the crashing peals were a gunshot, the teenager charged, cocking his fist. With no way to sense the cyborg's energy, Goku wasn't sure whether it was a feint or the real thing.

He caught the fist and twisted expertly, preparing to throw the boy, but the girl swept his legs out from under him. As he fell, Goku fired a Kamehameha from each hand at the two cyborgs. His two blue beams shone brightly through the darkness, burning their way through night and water as they sought out their targets.

- Bringer of Death Chapter 39