"We only hate what can't benefit us, and those that are weak! People like you have no use for us!" Laughing happily at getting T'charrl so riled up that laughter was abruptly silenced when he was called weak. This bug wasn't the only one to call him that, and no way was he going to take it from some alien! Gritting his teeth angrily the Saiyan forced a smile, shaking his head before waving a hand dismissively. "I drew the short straw... That's all. Sometimes we get lousy jobs, it can't be helped." he added, shrugging his shoulders. "So come on, prove to me this isn't a colossal waste of time!" So far humans had been so boring, he hadn't found anything at all to fight as of yet. Poising to strike the Saiyan dashed forward, preparing to throw a combo of strikes at T'charrl to see just how durable this alien was. 

Clutching Shu securely to his back Takeshi began flying back to their home, hoping to arrive before something bad could happen. This energy he was feeling he didn't recognize at all, it was a new Saiyan then. It was hard to tell how strong he was from here but considering the usual troupe that was thrown at them they were typically strong. "Father must have known somehow. Maybe they missed something on the ship?" That didn't seem likely though, both Vegeta and Sayomi had worked on it and they were geniuses, there was no way they had missed something. This was awfully fishy, but they didn't have time to wonder about it just now. "They're busy, and we don't have time to get to them, it's just us." Hopefully whatever opponent they were having to face wasn't too powerful, but between the three of them they ought to be just fine. Takeshi was more worried about Shu or T'charrl being hurt than anything, maybe he could make use of his sword to keep them safe. "Hang on, we're going fast!" he added, pushing much harder as they sped along.

This alien couldn't be that fast, not with his size. Dashing in swiftly the Saiyan dipped low, grinning as he easily evaded a set of rather nasty claws. Driving one kick into T'charrl's abdomen to knock him up the boy chased, driving a fist into his gut as well. "You're just a giant punching bag, you know that right?! I'll show you who is weak!" Laughing he began to throw a third punch, instead being smacked away by two strong swipes. Man those claws were sharp, they went right through his armor and managed to make some uncomfortable cuts across his chest. They weren't deep or even remotely life threatening, but they stung and were annoying. Covering his wounds with his hand for a second he glared up at T'charrl, a but curious seeing him as a bit more feral than before. "Heh... Lucky shot bug, but that's the last one you'll get. Now then..." Extending his arm he gathered another mass of Ki, firing a large attack at the Kaesstrian. "Goodbye!"