A large, round ship drifts in space as several smaller ships surround it. It's unlike any other ship seen within the Frieza Force models previously. It's sleek metallic design and sheer massive size, it's an upgrade to what came before as Cooler's flagship. The Armored Squadron arrive on the bridge and bow before the floating throne before them as none other than Cooler himself turns to face them.

"I see things on Planet Riyaki were a success, well done" he says.

"Sir, the resistance..." Salza begins to speak.

"But that's not why I've called you four here" Cooler interrupts.

The four look up to see the stern look in Cooler's eyes. Annoyed and furious with thoughts racing in his mind. He's intimidating and not someone to take lightly at the very moment as he starts to relay important information to his most trusted.

"Frieza has been resurrected once again."

Dore and Neiz are shocked by the news as Salza feels alerted by the statement. There's a sense of unclarity on whether to take the news in a certain way.

"How is it possible?" Salza asks.

"It seems he's had a little help from our Universe's God of Destruction."

"Well, that's a good thing right? That your brother is back," Dore states.

Suddenly, slams his fist into the chair, clenching his fist in anger.

"My brother is a failure! He ruined the family name that I was once in line to rule."

He calmly sits back in his seat, taking a breath, before getting out of his floating throne to stand before his most trusted men. Cooler smacks the throne to the side with his tail and turns away from them, facing the vast unknown space beyond the glass dome where he sees a reflection of himself.

"I never did like him. And now he goes on to not only disgrace our father but what our family stood for after dying twice. Father, always spoiled you, you little brat...Salza."

Salza quickly stands on command of his name called and keeps his head bowed in service.

"Yes sir?"

"Make sure you and the rest of the squadron prepare for departure."

Cooler stares out as the rest of his fleet of ships come into view as the rest of the Armored Squadron salute to their Lord. Out on a mission with a purpose and a plan, Cooler stares at the reflection of himself through the glass before seeing a reflection of his younger brother appear behind him, cocky and arrogant.

"I don't know who my brother thinks he is, but I intend to put him in his place."