The trio would, having got the upper hand, he quite a while away. Though they weren't moving fast, as Mel was quite heavy. Suddenly they'd hear a loud booming in the distance. Dreyar shook lightly, and the three powered to the ground.

 [color=skyblue]"They're following us! We need to get ready for a fight!"[/color] the youngest one, Dreyar, would shout, in quite a distressed mood, as he paced back and forth. 

[color=blue]"Yes yes, I understand. Get ready, would you?"[/color] the namekian said, glancing at both of his lackeys. They nodded to him, then to one another, before turning around. Mel would stand behind the boy, then Dreyar would begin to lightly charge his ki. Nothing big, no, just a light gathering of his abilities. The moment he saw one of the men or women show up, he would throw off a flurry of ki blasts at them. Hopefully he would be able to down them, but even if he didn't, he could easily get Mel and Manetta to help down them.

[color=red]"Alright kid, I'll trust you this once."[/color] said Mel, giving him a pat on the shoulder, walking a few steps back, awaiting patiently a target. [color=red]"Try not to mess up."[/color] she would add. Now all that needed to be done was to wait for the sap to run into their little scheme, and considering they were people in the middle of chasing them, chances are, it would work pretty alright.

Meanwhile, back at the tournament grounds, the final citizens had cleared the area, all that was left we're a few guards and the scrawny man, rushing around the place trying to fix things up. With that, he was also trying desperately to juggle the phone calls of a few angry onlookers. Seeing the few people rush off to regain the items, he'd pause for a moment, a small grin on his face, and a few nods. Maybe these guys could put the thieves down, then they wouldn't need to worry about this happening anymore.