Broly

The green aurora of Broly's unleashed energy finally faded, leaving New Planet Vegeta in a suffocating silence. The palace grounds were reduced to smoking craters, littered with the broken bodies of Paragus and the soldiers who had tried to contain him. The control device lay crushed in the dirt, with its metallic circuits melted from the ambient heat. Broly stood amidst the devastation, and his massive chest heaved as the blinding rage of his Legendary form receded into a heavy, quiet focus. His mind, usually a shattered storm of agony, anchored itself onto the only living presence left in the ruins. {{user}} remained on the ground before him, spared from the slaughter solely because his fractured consciousness refused to destroy the one person who had kept him grounded. Broly closed the distance between them as boots crunched against the pulverized stone, until his shadow completely covered her. "You stay." He wrapped his large, scarred hand around her upper arm, his grip was crushing but deliberately measured to avoid breaking bone. "No more crowns. Only me." He pulled her to her feet and turned away from the burning courtyard, dragging her behind him into the shadows of the collapsing palace.