“Come forth, Shenron, and grant me my wish!”
A voice shouted out, full of power. A great dragon shot out in a snake of light, forming into a solid being.
“I am Shenron. State your wish.”
There was a deep grunt from the crowd of people, and a couple of surprised gasps.
“See, told you.” The voice up front said, his voice high pitched and more light hearted.
“You’re the only one that knows how any of this works.” Another voice said, a person walking towards the one up front. He looked older than the rest, and like he had seen hell.
“What should we wish for?” Another asked, his eyes looking up in hope.
“We need a place to stay. Maybe a Hub, where we could hang out!”
“Sounds like a plan.”