It was rather creepy, heading down into the planet like this. The corridor being as narrow as it was definitely didn’t make it any better and as the light began to die out even with their torch, it was not looking like a very pleasant place to be especially if someone was to fall. Choi couldn’t help but hold onto his brother’s shoulder for reassurance as they both headed down, feeling a little worried to what could be down there. If a bunch of these soldiers could take down two Saiyans and the Beastman as easily as they did, then there was no telling what these aliens were truly capable of when there was such a closed corridor such as this.

Finally, they managed to get down to the ground and now there was one more challenge facing them; finding the General. The place was definitely new and refurbished, but just what reason it had been was still not obvious to them. T’charrl definitely didn’t like being down here, this place had torn into the planet with evil intentions and it wasn’t giving off a terribly good energy as a result. It was very negative, almost poisonous to him. Frowning a little, T’charrl stopped when everyone else did as the noise echoed through the place, everyone suddenly on edge to what that could have been. Kabocha had gone forward first with T’charrl deciding to sneak along in second, giving a little signal to the twins and soldiers to stay back. He wasn’t going forward too much, he wanted Kabocha to see what the problem was first before pressing ahead.

Fortunately for Kabocha he had managed to avoid the ambush that promptly happened just as he entered the room in question, the sound of a sword barely missing him was definitely a good sound. T’charrl stayed out of sight, listening out to what the General had to say; however, it was soon becoming evident that he was well aware of his presence. Frowning a little, he looked to the others but told them to stay put, seeing as how the General hadn’t caught onto the idea that there was anybody else. Slowly sneaking closer to the corner, he placed his hand on the hilt of his sword before swinging around to the door’s portal, holding himself fairly well for someone with little strength at the moment, “You won’t be touching him”, he spoke harshly, keeping his stance strong, “Why do you not just wish to finish me off instead of holding me captive?? Why did you keep me alive all that time…? And why did you send your men to their deaths when you knew how powerful the Saiyans were??”