I Call Upon You, Dragon of Dreams! [Porunga/Sickle]

The time had finally come, all seven of the large orange crystal orbs sat below in the catacombs of the Guru's tower, surrounding the statuette of the being they were created to summon. Namorel and Sickle had spent the greater part of the past month or so collecting these balls and were ready to move unto the wishes the two desired.

Namorel would waste no time bringing the orbs to a balcony he had installed into the structure for just this sort of matter, with a large table sized pedestal just for the Namekian Dragon Balls, with seven divots evenly spaced in a circle around the structure. This is where Namorel would place the balls, each one fitting firmly into the holes that were bore for each. The Namekian had given word to the Changeling to meet him here for this moment and hoped that the being wouldn't waste his time so he could be here for his wish. Drawing a deep breathe, his heart rate uneven and his skin rippling with anticipation, he would raise his hands forwards and close his eyes with a shout.

"takkaraputo popurunga pupirittoparo"
"We call upon you, Dragon of Dreams Porunga. Come forth and grant us our wishes!"

These words would echo wildly into the open as the balls glimmered and shook, vibrating as a greater light emanated from them and darkness overtook the skies above. The chill on Namorel's skin ran deep down his spine as he awaited quietly, giving the magic of the balls a moment to linger before making his wishes clear.

"I wish to revive the prior Elder Guru Gadulka, the young Namekian died before his time should have come. Be he revived as a warrior to defend the planet or a great healer for the people, let it be made that I may gain his assistance in bettering Namek as a whole!", Namorel began to speak once more, the thick Namekian accent showing itself from Namorel, whom had not spoken the language in a very long time.

"I wish that Sickle may acquire a transformation that ascends him into a state of regalia five fold that of his base power. So that he as a Changeling may stand above his brethren without the need for for paltry training. A form that has no side effects and lets him tower over them in might and form."

"Finally, I wish for my body to be made immortal. So that I made avoid death by all means, natural or otherwise and fight for Namek without worry that I will fall and leave the planet helpless. Make it so that my body may tire, but so that it will not die nor be destroyed in combat, so that I may fight and remain in my prime forever."

Namorel bowed his head as his final words rang forth. The Namekian hoped that he had not recited his wishes too soon. He would quietly wait for the Dragon of Dreams himself to be made whole from the balls that would summon him forth.

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TL;DR: Wishes are being made, requested results as worded listed below

1. Revive Gadulka as a 90% ally for Namorel

2. Give Sickle something akin to the following


3. Give Namorel TOTAL immortality to avoid death completely, but still leave his body capable of being KO'd in any instance while keeping him in his prime by extension.

Namorel
Namekian
PL: 53,124
Trans:
Improved Power [x10]
PL: 132,810
WC: 508
WC: 508
TWC: 508
Active: 
Heavy Weights [75%] PL: 13,281