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- A wave of flames surged over the walls where the audience was sitting, sending them scurrying up for safety. The tiles of the ring had long since been incinerated; the fiery hurricane now filled the entire center of the stadium. In the eye, Maraikoh hung suspended by fingers of plasma...the temperature there was easily half a million degrees. A new voice, deeper and crackling with energy, came through him. "I WIN! YOU...BURNNNNN!"
- Vegeta closed his eyes, barely smiling. He could feel every degree of the heat, from the tips of his toes to the edge of his ears. His brow was covered in sweat, even as his pulsating ki shielded him from being melted into a ball of skin and flesh, and yet he felt almost peaceful.
- - Bringer of Death Chapter 82
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