Videl took a few plasma shots head on before Gohan's shield went up, unable to react quicker to find cover. A thrum of vibration shot through her body each time a plasma bolt glanced off her, deflected by her vibranium skin. She instinctively grabbed her shoulder where one of the shots hit, staggering back a few steps, even though she wasn't hurt at all.

She caught Wash’s words before she had time to assess the situation herself. Barely minutes before, all Videl had been able to focus on was hunger and exhaustion that threatened to overwhelm her on this third miserable day. But all her pains were instantly forgotten at the sound of Arcade’s condescending voice, anger snapping through her and adrenaline building in her veins.

“I am,” Videl answered, straightening up. Rather, she hoped she was bulletproof; she hadn't thoroughly stress tested her vibranium skin.

Well, now is as good a time as any. With a furious shriek, she threw herself past the barrier and raced toward the nearest turret. “I've had it with this damn game!”

Immediately, all the turrets turned their attention to Videl as she threw a punch into the nearest one. Blasts bounced off of her this way and that, each causing a heavy thrum to vibrate through her. Each blast pushed her power a tiny bit higher, giving her next punch or kick that much more force as she tore into the turret.