T’charrl was pretty thrown off, the guy was probably not even sure what he landed on but at least it wasn’t a knife or something like that. As he stumbled around feeling slightly disorientated, he looked to Kabocha and took hold of him, pulling himself up and letting out a sigh as he slowly rubbed his head. In the brief time that he was disorientated, it appeared as if Kabocha had tried to attack in turn and immediately ended up getting attacked by the General in a sudden counter attack. It had definitely left a brutal mark, however, as now the General was staring down at a pile of broken beakers and liquid that gave off a very strange energy. Slowly rubbing his head, he could only contemplate just what the man was doing and what it could had possibly been.

As the man moaned and grieved over what could only be described as a pretty messy floor, T’charrl got himself ready once again and gathered his energy back to take on another attack, hopefully this one being able to fully withstand the power of the General’s attacks. Raising his sword, he looked to Kabocha when he spoke to the man, his eyes going between the two before he ended with a confused look at Yusef, “What? Weren’t you trying to kill him before, anyway?” What the General said was definitely all he needed for the soldiers to hear, his eyes going to the door briefly before he soon noticed the man was getting ready to fight once more. He felt confused, he had no idea what was spilled and what might end up ticking the General off even more, “You left work like that lying around and expected to fight us in here? You’re just insane…”

As expected, the man immediately charged at them the moment he had got his weapons, but this time he was packing more than his previous attempt. Letting out a sudden gasp before raising his sword, he threw a hand out as a field of energy appeared in front, the knives bouncing straight off with a spark of energy before he raised his head, seeing the man dive straight at them. Taking his shield down, he jumped into the wall and immediately jumped down at the General, trying to strike him down with a vertical strike of his own, “It was your own fault! You’d raze the city over some liquid??”