Hah, it was just as he remembered; Takeshi was an idiot, Shu too meek to ever be deemed a warrior and the Prince relying on false strength of others to seem powerful. They really all were just children, Garesh couldn't be too bitter as he was much too amused by it all. Coughing as the arm was removed from his throat he shook his head, smiling teasingly as the younger Saiyan tried to defend himself. "There were too many but you could have killed them all? What is it boy, one or another? It sounds like you don't even know your own story." He hadn't seen the particulars of the fight, all he knew was that the three who had been attacked had taken quite a beating as a result. It really was a shame they lived still, that could create problems for him down the road. Ah, but he wasn't here to torment Shu, nor waste his time on Takeshi; T'charrl had a purpose for coming here, he had to, they certainly weren't just stopping by for a nice chat. Returning his gaze back to the Prince, Garesh lifted up his head and stepped forward, his eyes never leaving T'charrl's. "So then... Why have you come? To brag about "your" power, I would think not. Something must have happened then and now you need my help, or am I wrong?"

If they kept attacking from different angles there was no way the Kaesstrians could lose. Powerful as Viral may be no one could fend off multiple attacks at once, certainly not from capable warriors such as themselves. Upon giving the signal to do so the other two soldiers dropped down on the Beastman from above in an attempt to subdue and pin him to the ground. They got a hold of him, but apart from that no progress was made. Alarmingly both of the soldiers not only failed to pin their mark but they were both thrown free as Viral tossed them off, skidding across the ground a ways before rising back to their feet. The group hardly had time to collect themselves as Viral then went on the offensive, having to either block or dodge as he came in swinging. The leader and one other managed to get away entirely, darting off to either side to avoid the oncoming barrage, but the third member wasn't quite as lucky. Having the Beastman set on him as swiftly as he did all he could do was raise his arms in defense, yelling in pain as the sharp claws raked through his flesh and clothes. With every one of his four arms wounded the soldier kicked at the Beastman's sternum to make him back off, darting away as blood dripped from the tears in his clothing. Not good, now he could be tracked by scent much easier than before. Wincing as he looked to his wounds the soldier reached into his pack, withdrawing a small container of gel and hurriedly began to apply it to the wounds to help them heal. In the meantime the other two soldiers darted in again, weaving between one another to try and confuse Viral.