Viral wasn’t going to simply let Yumi place herself in danger’s way by throwing out attacks, he could handle himself. It drove him mad to be given help all the time when he never asked for it, like he wasn’t going to be able to stop himself from losing without them. He didn’t need or ask for help, he was fine by himself. If he got injured then that was it, he didn’t care. Going straight in for the attack, managing to get in an attack but was still stopped in his tracks. He wasn’t taking the Elite lightly, he was fighting him with all he could for now until he could find a proper opening to destroy him with. Holding his own pretty hard he pushed forward even as his attacks were halted, glaring at the Elite as he spoke before simply continuing his attack. Both these Elites seemed insistent on talking to him, but this one sounded less like he wanted him to die and more like he was questioning his rebelling. It was always going to be the same with these Elites and their King, it was amusing in itself the thought that they even cared that much about him to want to insult him and tell him he was wrong for abandoning them.

Managing to get the upper hand momentarily he tried to force his way through the blows some more, he was finding that he was now starting to win. The offensive was definitely much more suitable than defensive, now he just needed to defeat this thing for them to move on. Moving to force a defence break he went for the harder swing only to get caught in a blast of quills that would’ve pierced his skin no matter whether he was blocking or not. Growling lowly he jumped back, pulling at the quills before looking at the Elite, grinning a little. “What, can neither of you handle fighting me without dirty tricks? I haven’t even had the chance to show off my own tricks!” Forcing the quills out like they meant nothing to him he tossed them to the side. “You are right though; I do just do what I’m told, just like you. The only difference between you and me is who gives us our orders. I know what the Empire is trying to do…I was a part of it for long enough…but how will decimating other planets help alleviate the threat?? I’ve been to their realm…it makes no difference changing the shape of our realm to combat them! I resist because I know better…or is ‘knowing’ something you’re incapable of doing yourself? It truly is pathetic…you are truly pathetic. You don’t even know what you fight for so you get bored and go on power trips. What you’ve afflicted upon me is nothing compared to what I’ve felt before! It really is pathetic if you’ve got nothing left in you other than empty words and cheap shots…”