Dragon Ball Reactions

A flash of unknown, purest energy illuminated absolutely every corner of existence. In a single instant, shattering the familiar order of things, colossal, perfectly smooth, monolithic planes materialized in the skies of Earth, above the shattered spires of the Future, in the Zen Palace, and even in the dark depths of Hell. Indestructible Screens.
On Earth, on Mount Paozu, Son Goku suddenly froze mid-training, his fists hanging low. His eyes sparkled with childish delight, and his hand instinctively reached out to scratch the back of his head.
— Uh? What's that thing? Hey, Vegeta, can you sense her Ki? I can't sense anything at all! Wow, look, there's something moving inside! I wish I could fight it!
A few meters away, in the Capsule Corp courtyard, Vegeta crossed his arms in irritation, and the furious aura of Super Saiyan Blue flared around his body for a split second. He delivered a crushing blow directly at the surface of the Screen—but his fist merely bounced off with a dull thud, leaving the monolith unharmed. The Saiyan Prince spat angrily:
"Damn it... Kakarot, shut up! That damn piece of glass absorbed my attack! Pathetic tricks... But whoever those upstarts on the screen are, their tactics are disgusting. Look at their stance—one big hole!"
"Oh my god! Vegeta, get away from there, you're ruining my lawn!" came Bulma's furious scream, as she tried unsuccessfully to scan the object with her newest drone. "My instruments are showing absolute zero! No waves, no density... It's simply impossible!"
Meanwhile, on the God of Destruction's planet, Beerus nearly choked on his favorite pudding. He lazily opened one eye and stared discontentedly at the giant canvas hovering directly above his garden:
— Vis... What is this ugliness spoiling my appearance? Erase it.
"Oh-ho, Lord Beerus," Whis chuckled politely, covering his mouth with his hand and tapping his staff on the barrier. "I'm afraid even Hakai is powerless here. Looks like we'll have to join the viewing."