Viral didn’t know why he was feeling this way, especially when he was so used to this place by now. The suggestion of board or card games did make him wonder whether Yumi was aware that he didn’t have hands to use right now, but he couldn’t quite care about that when he was going through bigger problems now. He could feel his own doom emanating off the walls as if they were going to be the last thing he’d remember before his mind vanished completely, all these memory gaps threatening him with something even worse at every moment. He didn’t want for this to affect him, but it was intimidating him greatly and causing him to express that through movement unwillingly. Staring up at the walls as they walked onwards he gasped a little when he realised Yumi was approaching him, raising a paw slightly before lowering it again. She had no reason to look at him like that, he didn’t deserve to be gazed upon like that. Letting out a groan he looked away, gasping when she instead decided to wrap her arms around his neck and not let go. Going pretty stiff he raised a paw, going into try and get a hold of her; however, he thought otherwise when the only way to properly grab her would be to claw at her. Sighing heavily he simply lowered it to the floor again, looking away from her, “There must be worse than this and that’s all I’m relying on right now. Dying from disease, being limbless…being found out by Vegeta…hmph…”

Shu didn’t want to go anywhere, knowing he was needing to help his friend if he was looking like that, “Leaving doesn’t help Friend!” he squeaked, pulling back from Haku to stop himself from being taken away, “I’m not scared! He would never hurt me on purpose!” Shu wasn’t wanting to go anywhere, especially if T’charrl was struggling with what was clearly an inner evil trying to break out. Nothing from his powers had ever shown this before, not to mention if he got stuck like this then who knew what would happen to him. He was in a mild state of panic, he didn’t know what to do to help his friend and if he got stuck like that then their friend was doomed to this room. Looking back into the room he searched for the voice again; however, the sound of T’charrl suffering had him getting anxious and worried. His friend was just changing further, his claws changing more into dagger-like stilts. He was gaining the strength to stand and surely nothing good would come of that, even if he couldn’t get out of the room. Feeling a little panicked he tried to look around hastily for the Spirit before to Haku, feeling pretty startled when he fired off several attacks.

T’charrl didn’t have much awareness of anything other than the pain he was in and the struggle he was going through, but something was driving him forward. Slowly managing to lift his body up he let out a snarl, his large head slowly turning towards the door before he let out a sudden yell as a Ki attack hit him directly in the face. Pulling back quickly he stumbled but fell onto his side with a thump, his claws twitching as the Ki was absorbed. “[i]Don’t hurt him! I meant transfer![/i]” the Spirit snapped as it fell over with T’charrl, “[i]Gently, please! Positive! Don’t kill him![/i]” Despite the attack, T’charrl’s head orb had a distinct bluish glow to it again through the corrupted energy but in Haku’s hasty attack it had left him blinded temporarily. Snarling, T’charrl slowly shook his head as he made an attempt to get up again, his back legs straining before there was a violent spurt of growth in them, his thigh muscles swelling up greatly and his shins extending largely. The back of his body was lifted up despite the massive weight, looking more like kangaroo legs with massive claws for toes at this point right up until spines burst out from the back of his legs and orbs grew out of them. He was much more of a threat now, his ability to move increasing greatly.