Viral felt pretty stuck and could only look back and realise he could have it a lot worse to the point where he would have to be disposed of or receive punishment that could be worse than death. He didn’t want to have to feel depressed about what was happening to him or have to make excuses where it’s not as bad as he thinks, but everything was working against him. She was right to believe that things would get better, especially when thinking things were going to get worse would just leave her depressed too. Sighing a little, he watched her stand up before looking away from her, his eyes slowly looking down before removing his paws from the floor abruptly. He didn’t want to be seen as too much like an animal and the way he was sitting around like a guilty pet made him cringe inside, “That’s the problem; I don’t want him working so hard that he makes a mistake because he’s too tired”, he spoke lowly, growling a little, “It’s expected to possibly take a month or so…” He didn’t know if he could last that long, especially when he was getting stressed from the limited freedom again. Slowly getting off his backside again he carried on towards his room, “I’m not blaming him, but I can’t see myself escaping this place anytime soon when I lack so much personal freedom”.

Shu wanted to try out some transferring of Ki, but his was way too wild to properly transfer to T’charrl, especially when even a quick blast from Haku managed to hurt his friend, “Ah! No rough! No rough!” he squeaked, panicking a little upon seeing him collapse. Even in his deformed state he was afraid for his friend, knowing even falling like that had to hurt a lot with that weight. It was really freaky seeing him like this, especially when he was almost exactly like a big evil skeleton moth so it was no wonder Takeshi fainted. Looking down at him quickly he was soon forced to look back to his friend, seeing his legs warp and allowing him to move again. Now that was scary, knowing he could go for them and possibly hurt them without T’charrl feeling that sense of control over it. Looking around hastily he squeaked when Haku decided to jump in, running off towards the giant mutant. Panicking a little he ran around on the spot, trying to figure out what to do before immediately grabbing the bag of fruit, running in as well, “Friend T’charrl! Friend! Look!” He needed to distract T’charrl so he wouldn’t grab Haku off him, if he could that was. Pulling out some of the fruit he held it up in front of T’charrl, “Food! Yummy food! Sniff, sniff!”

T’charrl wasn’t actually aware of what was happening to him and was just adapting to what was happening to him, his antennae moving around to try and get an idea to where the others were when he couldn’t see them. With his ability to move he slowly swung around, hissing angrily when he sensed Haku run up to him only to disappear, his antennae feeling around the area where he was just before vanishing. He didn’t have a clue that he was on his back, at least not until there was a flow of energy picking up there. Letting out a horrendous hiss he moved his head up, looking ready to try and throw him off before something else distracted him. The smell of fruit had suddenly moved to his face, his head turning once again. The smell danced around in front of him but he couldn’t quite pinpoint it, trying to catch it in its exact place as if finding some sort of pleasure in it like a cat to catnip. With his mind distracted the Spirit soon moved into the air again, going up to where Haku was and using that flow to spread it evenly through T’charrl. It appeared to be working as the mutations were gradually lessening throughout, his body accepting the Ki flow as the Spirit used it to suppress the corruption, “[i]This poor child…you have done a lot for him now, haven’t you?[/i]”

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The ships were holding up for now, battle stabilising briefly enough for movement and reports to be dished out and giving them a moment to think. Krom had been working hard to curve the tide of battle into their favour and it was working, but it was tedious considering what it was. There was no need for this to happen, it shouldn’t have happened and it wasn’t due, but for now he couldn’t worry about that and had to now worry about getting to the King to give his report. His area of the ship was clear and his soldiers were managing, at least for now. Immediately head for the King he wrapped up a wound on his arm, a minor problem regarding some of the injuries the other Saiyans had.

Finding the King not too far away was pretty convenient, making things a lot easier for him when he finally managed to get to him. Sighing lightly as he approached him Krom gave him his full attention, remaining silent as he spoke. There was little to tell the King, especially when he was probably well aware as to why he was there. Looking behind briefly he let out a sigh, his eyes eventually finding their way back to him once more, “My Lord, with all due respect, your sons will not be so easily tamed as their alliances grow”, he spoke lowly, generally seeing it as a wasted idea, “Your youngest would need to be tamed again and your eldest won’t come easily. The Beastman is still loose with them. How do you plan on retrieving them?”