"Yes, the boy is something like one-quarter Saiyan, if I remember correctly." Flying up to catch up with the android, Glass continued. "And yes, a young man whose tribe follows the Wandering Lake has shown incredible potential. To answer your question though, Earth has always done its best when its had strong protectors."

The Namekian glanced sideways, towards the passing pastures and landscape. "We had a golden age after the Z Fighters rose in dominance, and we've been riding that wave for generations. Things aren't like they used to be, though. We need powerful fighters, and until you came, I was the best qualified to train the next generation." Still looking away, Glass smiled at the beautiful scenes found from their height.

"Besides, I think my sons could use a bit of competition. Right now, they only train regularly with me and each other. Most of the human fighters aren't on the same level. Maybe if I train the right person, someone with potential, they'll finally get how loose I've been with them."