Takeshi wasn't sure if they were going to be able to fight Sana, even with T'charrl being present. If he was stronger than the guards then they were going to have their hands full. Both he and Shu were injured, and the fact he felt sick to his stomach from using his sword didn't help either. Had he been paying attention to his friend he'd have seen how to properly disable someone by attacking the limbs, piercing instead of slashing. He had no idea what he was doing with this weapon and he knew it, Viral had been right. At the very least the burden he and his brother now had in taking down the enemy was diminished thanks to T'charrl's appearance, he was already carrying his own weight and then some. Unfortunately the trip to the city had not been a kind one to their friend, he'd barely begun fighting but looked worse than both Saiyans were. Dispatching one more and being knocked aside by another Takeshi was having a difficult time just staying upright, his wounds agitated by the constant moving about. His back felt damp and warm, and he could taste blood on his lips from the wound on his cheek, and the gash on his shoulder didn't help things either. Damn, this really sucked.

Sana had to act quickly to win this, he couldn't stay out of the battle any longer. The newest addition to the Princes' numbers was proving to be a big problem for his troops, they were being tossed about like rag dolls and dispatched with the least effort possible. To ensure they were victorious this alien had to be eliminated, here and now. Using what training he had received from the Saiyans, Sana gathered together a fair amount of Ki, firing it at T'charrl in a concentrated blast. The attack must have come as a surprise as the alien made no effort to evade, taking the blast directly and being enveloped in a thick cloud of smoke. As not to endanger his troops the Shaharian held his fire for the moment, waiting to see what had happened. The sight of T'charrl bursting from the smoke made Sana gasp loudly, shocked by how fierce this creature was. As T'charrl scaled the building he jumped across to another one, trying to gather more Ki to hit the Kaesstrian again. Before he could release it a Ki blast slammed into building he was on, kicking up stone and dust at him. Shielding his face from the blast Sana looked down angrily, spotting Takeshi aiming at him, firing another attack. 

T'charrl was losing himself, this wasn't good. They couldn't afford to have him go berserk, it could endanger all of the civilians around here. Not only that but if their target should be killed then their whole mission was up in smoke. So they were going to have to fight both Sana and T'charrl then, both in different respects. The guards had all been incapacitated in some manner or another, with a few worse off because of his folly with his sword. Even a novice like him could do serious damage, he wasn't too sure how he felt about wielding such a weapon anymore. Looking down at the bloodied sword Takeshi swallowed uneasily, tearing his eyes away when he heard their friend chasing down Sana. Spotting the Shaharian he fired a Ki blast to distract him, and another to stop him from hitting their friend. Since T'charrl had their target moving for the moment Takeshi took the chance to go to Shu, groaning painfully as he walked over. "Shu... Hey... You okay?" he asked, smiling slightly as he reached a hand out, "Come on, we need to help T'charrl."