T’charrl was determined to get this guy at all costs, help his friends and make sure he was able to fulfil his promise to them. He needed to try and save them before things got too much for them, but who knew if he could save himself. This planet was hot and pierced his hide easily, even when he transformed his wounds remained but he wasn’t going to give up that easily. Going straight for the alien who had fired upon him, he grew larger with each movement, the sharp appendages becoming lodged and remaining sheathed in this form. With each great set of claws moving closer, the projected blast from Takeshi’s direction caused him to pull back slightly, his eyes not doing terribly well with the dust kicking up before he let out a hiss of annoyance. Moving a great big set of claws up to the roof, he pulled himself up towards the alien and onto the roof.

He looked angry and crazed; his friends being hurt and almost taken from him because he wasn’t there made him beyond angered. Even in his large form he knew he had to capture the alien, but through whatever means necessary was his way of thinking. Snarling angrily, he moved forward and immediately tried to grab the Shaharian, the building threatening to crumble beneath him with every step. The fact that he was causing a scene was not of any concern to him, but to see a large insect trying to chase down a Shaharian must have been a strange and rather frightening sight.

Shu felt pretty disorientated, but he knew T’charrl was off and away even without looking through the dust. He wanted to try and help, but he didn’t know how he was supposed to when T’charrl was away and unprotected from the harsh weather of the planet. Letting out a cough, he rubbed his head slowly before finally opening his eyes again, looking up at T’charrl before to Takeshi. He was disorientated and had no idea where he was going anymore, whether he was supposed to go to Takeshi or after T’charrl. He was hurting quite a bit himself, but that shouldn’t matter when there were other matters to attend to. Looking to Takeshi, he watched as he approached him, holding out a hand for him to take a hold of so that he may enter the fray again. Giving a little nod, he took hold of his hand and slowly pulled himself up, frowning as his eyes went to T’charrl, “I-I’m okay…but how do we help? That guy is strong…a-and those guards…”