Shu had no time to register what had happened to him, his only understanding that something sapped his building energy away and he was soon reverted back to his normal self by some strange wind that nearly lifted him off his feet. Wobbling a little, he groaned and fell off his feet, staring up at the sky as Takeshi took hold of him. He didn’t have a clue what was happening or how he managed to change back before he could go full mini-Oozaru. Smiling a little in relief, he let out a long drawn out sigh, “…Ooohhh…I’m hungry…” he muttered, staring at Takeshi as he was slowly played into a seated position, lowering his head a little as his hair was all ruffled up. He didn’t know what had happened, but T’charrl was really close and lying on his front as if he had eaten too much food. T’charrl really did hope Shu was going to be okay after that, but that was a pretty curious change. He always thought Shu smelled a little odd, but when he was changing that smell only grew stronger. Maybe Shu suffered from a split personality rather than an anomaly, but how he managed to pick that up he had no idea especially while he was lying on the ground like this. He felt like he could pop, but last time he did he changed into this monstrosity. Wheezing on the floor, he found himself in constant pain, his body struggling with the energy. The kid sure did have a lot of it, but if he didn’t feel so heavy with it he would probably be able to expel it. With all orbs on his body lighting up pretty bright, he found it hard to keep the power contained without having them shatter. Closing his eyes for a moment, when he opened them again Takeshi was instead staring at him. He didn’t think Takeshi would want to get this close to him, especially when he might end up killing them all if he released all this energy in one go. It had to be expelled somehow, but how he didn’t know. Hissing as he tried to get up, the weight of the orbs kept him down with his face in the dirt. With large blue eyes staring directly at Takeshi, there was little understanding between them as the language barrier came into play again with T’charrl trying to understand him. He couldn’t understand, his mind trying hard but he just wasn’t that good at their language yet. Feeling everything building up inside him getting steadily worse, he slowly moved his claws, trying hard to move off the ground. It was all proving to be too much for him, his body struggling to hold so much power. He wasn’t trained in this kind of energy all too well and it was pretty obvious that his body couldn’t handle the power. Pulling himself up, he hissed in pain as he continued to strain and try to keep it contained; however, as he slowly approached full sitting height, his body strained even more before he slowly froze up. The orbs glowed brighter as energy began to build up, his eyes trying to close before they were forced wide open and out expelled a bright flash which quickly consumed the area. The area was not blasted away which might had been expected, the environment looking much the same as it used to; however, everything was various shades of grey as if the colour had been completely sucked out of it all except for T’charrl’s orbs and bright eyes. T’charrl was frozen in place, strange wispy figures soon became visible around the area as if like ghosts; of course, it didn’t help that they really were ghosts. Spirits wandered around as if everything was fine, animals and humans alike from all sorts of different ages passed; however, that wasn’t the strangest part of it all. From T’charrl himself a strange figure gradually began to form in front of him, a slender figure with bushy fur around their head, multiple forearms arms and lower legs. It was a Kaesstrian but this one was a stranger shape, almost alien to any of the other Kaesstrians encountered and they looked exhausted. With a hanging head, the glowing figure slowly opened its large eyes which glowed even brighter than its body, but as it found focus itself and realised what was happening it suddenly appeared frightened, moving backwards towards T’charrl’s frozen frame in fear.