Goten was standing on a small island, it was pretty much a desert. The sun didn't look ready to set. Animals wondered about only to be sneak attacked by their predators. Tree lined the islands as if they were blocking the sea. The island had a fresh tropical smell.
Goten looked around, he had sensed a power. A great power, one that would present a challenge. Goten looked around, still no one in sight. Hopefully he would get to fight soon, he needed to get stronger, "I hope he reaches soon."