The woman roused as Vegeta pulled her past the mouth of the cave and over a handful of dried twigs that caught in her face and chest covering.
Immediately, she grabbed her hair, clearly in pain from the Prince's grip. He didn't care.
Unfortunately, within a few steps of her waking, the Saiyan was forced to stop. He didn't bother releasing his grip on her head.
"GRRR HA RAACHT PTHEW!" The hunting party had returned. The leader, a slightly-larger green bean-man carrying two crude axes in his hands, snarled at Vegeta.
Vegeta looked them over with a cursory dismissive glare.
Several hundred… maybe a thousand total, carrying a gigantic dinosaur-like creature. Apart from the leader, there were two others that looked like aides, or some sort of sub-leader-class. Vegeta's instincts told him that those three were the strongest… but nothing compared to him.
Clearly, they relied mostly on numbers to get by. A high enough power level, though, made numbers useless by nature.
"RACHT SAVA DOORE!" The woman grunted behind Vegeta, clearly communicating something to the leader of the giant beans. She even pointed at Vegeta toward the end.
The leader pointed an axe at Vegeta. "RACHT SAVA DOORE?!" Behind him, Vegeta didn't have to turn around to feel the woman nodding through his wrist movements. In annoyance, he tightened his grip on her hair.
But whatever message she was trying to pass on was understood.
The leader of the bean-people paused for a moment… then… "RATTA RATTA! RATTA RATTA! RATTA!"
Vegeta wasn't versed in 'savage', but there were some things that were universal.
Such as when a leader got their whole clan to hold their weapons high and start chanting.
"I'll deal with you later." He warned the woman, letting go of her hair. She scrambled to all fours, then backed up. He ignored it, considering it to simply be more of the strange-ness that comes from having been driven insane from being trapped on this planet alone for too long.
"RATTA RATTA! RATTA RATTA!"
"YOTZ!" The leader raised his weapon, cutting off the chanting. Then, he pointed the axe at Vegeta again. "NAGHT SAVA SHNAPPE! DOORE SAVA NAGHT!"
"I don't speak savage… but I take it that means you wish to die? I'll happily oblige, then!" With a savage grin, Vegeta didn't waste any more time. Moving with the speed of a ghost, he vanished from sight, zeroing in on the leader with unerring precision.
With a snap of his wrist, he threw a straight punch at the giant bean's four eyes.
Then, Vegeta's entire world turned on its head.
His punch, thrown with his full 16,500 power level and fueled by his exceptional rage, designed to blast straight through not only the alien leader in front of him, but also the bean-people behind and on either side of him… was caught by a large, red hand.
Right in front of Vegeta eyes, the small, green bean-man transformed into a gigantic, hairy red bull-like creature.
Vegeta barely had enough time to let his eyes go wide before a powerful knee smashed directly into his chest, knocking the air right out of him. Then, the bull pulled him by his wrist and slammed the Saiyan's body into the ground a few times before tossing him into the ground in front of the cave entrance.
Vegeta clawed the dirt, growling as he pulled himself to his feet, battered, but not broken. Not yet.
A cursory look around showed that the woman was gone.
For everything he was, Vegeta wasn't stupid. The dots instantly clicked in his head, as he turned his scouter on to analyze the bull-creature's power level.
The scouter instantly broke down with a crackle and a pop, before falling off of Vegeta's face in pieces. "...Over 20,000… That bitch…!"
The woman hadn't not wanted to leave. She'd known that this thing would track them down if she did. But with Vegeta stealing its attention, she got her chance to run.
Terror silently filled Vegeta's heart. A power level of over 20,000 was much higher than anything he could deal with right now, and he knew it. But he was the Saiyan Prince, and Vegeta didn't back down.
Instantly, Vegeta shifted into serious mode. No more worrying about looking cool or about collateral damage, all his focus instantly shifted toward staying alive.
Jumping into the air, he rained a massive amount of powerful energy blasts down below. He didn't limit himself to just targeting the leader himself, no. In his desperation, Vegeta targeted all of the bean-people below. Every single one was in the range of Vegeta's indiscriminate rampage.
When he finished, Vegeta panted, wiping sweat from his brow as the smoke cleared.
"UH!" When he saw the status of the beings below, a gasp escaped Vegeta's lips.
No damage.
None.
Instead, flying just above the horde of bean-people, there were three bull-monsters. Clearly, they'd tanked every single blast with just their bodies, ensuring that the rest of the clan wasn't harmed in the least.
They roared in unison. Then, the leader tossed one of his two axes at Vegeta in the air above.
A moment later… Vegeta fell from the sky, swatted like a fly. He landed in a crater below, dazed and only half-conscious. The single blow from that axe had completely shattered most of his ribs, and maybe pierced his lung. Breathing was difficult, not to mention moving.
"...Dammit…!" He muttered with vitriol as the bull-creature walked towards him like a champion claiming something that'd just been reclassified from 'enemy' to 'trophy'.