Viral couldn’t keep himself up, his strength was just draining from him and soon enough those emotions that were supposed to remain hidden were all sparking up. The thought of death was well ingrained into his mind at this point and forcing his mind into submission, his grip slowly slipping from the ground as Takeshi insisted he’d help him out. His mind was buzzing with all sorts of thoughts, the burning of his wound as Takeshi pressed against it clouded his vision momentarily as nothing but memories of the past forced their way into his mind. Takeshi’s form changed into that of a scientist momentarily, the thought that his guts were getting cut open and examined rushing through his mind as he fell into a mild panic, “…Leave me to die…just get away from here…” he muttered, his eyes unfocused as they stared up into the canopy.

Viral wanted nothing more than to just shake this off and get up like nothing happened, he didn’t actually want to die but the feeling of a short life after this simply delivered the dread that near death forced so much upon him. His eyes moved to Takeshi as he slowly stood up, his hand sliding back until he was close enough with his back on the ground, but the gaping wound from the stab had gone straight through his body and made it extremely painful. With a few struggling breaths his head slowly shook from side to side, “…I-It’ll heal. It’ll heal…” he muttered, his mind slowly deteriorating as his condition gripped his mind, “If I was quicker…if I…wasn’t so-…everyone dies eventually. I’m not scared of death…I live for death…I-…!” The sudden feeling of Ki building up shattered the memory that played out in front of him and reality flooded back, his mind disorientated for a moment as he was put on alert for a moment; in the end, it turned out Viral had been put on alert for an entirely different reason as a knife narrowly missed killing Takeshi.

There was little Viral could do, he knew they were under attack but he had no way of moving around without forcing it out; however, that was exactly what he was going to try and do. Forcing every little bit of energy he could into trying to push himself up, he slowly pulled up to try and grab Takeshi to pull him down before suddenly he had moved instead to protect him, taking a series of knives to his body, “No! Why’d you-“ He simply fell to his side, his poor movement and inability to actually do anything had Takeshi getting injured himself and pretty badly too, “No…it’s my fault…why is this happening…?” Looking to Takeshi as he gave his request, he slowly looked towards Shu, slowly making a poor attempt to pull himself forward with odd determination. It wasn’t enough, his hand collapsing under him as he continued to struggle. Agony continued to run through his body as he forced his way forward, trying hard to get to the boy as if in a poor attempt to redeem his failures.

Slowly moving ever so closer to Shu, blood continued to pour from him as his body could only move in a rush to protect Shu. He couldn’t move his legs, the sword had managed to damage his bottom half and with his recovery time hindered he wasn’t going to be able to get up after this no matter how hard he tried. Choking on his own blood, his uninjured arm dragged him ever closer to Shu as the scene suddenly exploded behind him. He could barely make out what was going on, all he could hear was his heart pounding away. The sounds of more soldiers and the fighting echoed in his mind behind the beating of his heart, the smell of alien blood becoming prominent in the air again. His vision continued to fade in and out, his head feeling heavy as he slowly yet gently pushed his chest off the ground. Making one last determined lunge forward, he got in decent distance of Shu but was quickly left in pain. His body was on the verge of breaking down, his mind buzzing with dread and blame as he struggled to stay awake simply to stay alive, fighting off the building agony.

With the battle well underway and the Queen stepping in to show just what made her Queen, the soldier numbers continued to dwindle but there were still enough to keep them from retreating. There was definitely a moment of urgency, it was not a time to doddle and someone else had to help out as soon as possible. The moment the Queen shouted out, through the forest came flying a swift and agile T’charrl flew straight out and into battle, throwing a spear and managing to skewer one of the soldiers into a tree before firing out an arrow with a very quick shot. He still had a cane strapped to his waist, his ground mobility not exactly quick to improve but the medicine they had giving him the energy he needed to get up and moving.

It was a fairly big deal that he was out in battle, but if Katas wasn’t around T’charrl would show off the power of his strange abilities to destroy his enemies. Someone like Katas didn’t need to know about it, he felt it was still something that should be kept hidden. Coming down upon the scene, he looked to Shu and the strange creature that was hanging over him before to Takeshi who was definitely struggling with a few bad injuries, “Oh man…Mother! I’ll be a moment!” Making a quick little spring towards Takeshi, he took hold of his uninjured shoulder and moved around him, looking him over, “Uhhh, keep those in you, but take this”, he spoke, quickly taking out a fairly standard looking bottle. Uncorking it, the smell was similar to moss and apples as he held it up to Takeshi’s mouth, “Drink it quickly, you’ll be able to move but your heart rate will be slowed to slow the bleeding until we can get the knives out…I-I mean, you Saiyan creatures have a heart, right…?” It was all he had left for poison treatment, he had encountered plenty of their blades before but he hadn’t managed to grab anymore by the time they heard of the attack, “…It might make your blood glow blue too for a while i-if you don’t mind that…”