Yusef had made that there were people inside a fair while ago, as the front door being blown open wasn't exactly quiet. There were too many precious items here to fight around, lest they risk destroying them. Thus he'd opted for a surprise attack, hoping to diffuse the situation before any danger could come to his research. The Kaesstrian didn't know who to expect, and needless to say he was surprised when an unfamiliar Saiyan strolled into the room. It was hopeful that he'd land his strike, but realistically he wasn't at all surprised as it was avoided. Precisely who was this boy? He wasn't one of the Princes, and yet he seemed to be acting in their place. Curious, had his plan worked then? "And who is going to stop me? You, Prince T'charrl?" the general retorted, his eyes narrowing at the younger Kaesstrian. "You were scarcely a challenge when healthy, I couldn't even be bothered to fight you right now. You're mistaking bravery for strength child." Two opponents, one potentially a big problem and the other scarcely worth looking at. Even in a tired state the blade that T'charrl held was still lethal, and the boy did know how to use it. All it would take was for one misstep on his own part to be felled. "So a Saiyan and the traitor Prince have come to stop me then... How amusing..."

"I didn't kill you because I needed you boy, or are you that ignorant?" Yusef looked back at the Saiyan as he spoke, more concerned with that boy than T'charrl. "You hold the key to our race's advancement, to our becoming a true power in the universe. We're so close to space, but what do we do once we travel beyond if we cannot protect ourselves? Answer me that Prince. How do we keep the more powerful races at bay? The answer lies within you; We make ourselves stronger, at any cost." Their efforts to reach he stars would become moot if they were terrorized. It was a simple survivalist look on the matter; the weak would fall to the strong. They wouldn't be the weak, not so long as he had a say in it. The last question got a pause out of the general before he chuckled in a raspy tone, closing his eyes an shaking his head. "So they failed me then? They were told to kill the off-worlders and secure you, but here I'd thought you had simply evaded capture. With the proper techniques at their disposal my men could have easily done away with those boys, something must have gone wrong. Shame, I needed some loyal soldiers to build our next generation of warriors with."

Kabocha couldn't really stomach the nonsense this guy was spewing. For one it really just didn't make a lot of sense, he was clearly out of the loop. What was inside T'charrl, and how was that going to help these people become stronger? "You're making yourself stronger by killing people? You do realize how ass-backwards that sounds, right? You ought to all be working together for power, not killing one another." Either this guy was ignorant or plain nuts, and he was leaning towards the latter. Even if the Prince did have something within himself how did they plan on using it? You couldn't exactly extract someone's power, it didn't work that way. Taking up a stance Kabocha looked towards the door, hoping T'charrl was enough to keep this man inside so he could be dealt with. "Just drop the bravado and give up, you're not getting past us pops."

"Ignorant children... The lot of you... This war has been necessary, our two people can never reach an understanding between each other." Yusef stated, looking at T'charrl with an accusatory glare. "The key to our race's advancement is that energy you so irritatingly covet. We need it to become stronger, and that will never happen with your kind in the way. The only option is to be rid of the obstacle, then we can use the energy to our ends. The Kaesstrian race will be better for it, therefore I'm looking out for our people's best interests. I only wish you two could see the potential glory in it all." If he had to cut down a dozen or a hundred enemies he didn't care, sooner or later the opposition would wane. The fact that Saiyans were now on their soil was all the more reason to push the research, as sooner or later there would be travelers who weren't so content to behave themselves, and they'd be powerless to protect their homes. "I cannot allow anyone to get in my way. This is for the good of all of Kaesstra, and there are plenty of people who back me on the matter. I'll cut down the blind where they stand so that we as a peoples can grow." In a quick instant Yusef spread his wings, and with his sights already on T'charrl he dashed across the room, bringing both swords down overhead at the boy.