Shu was a little surprised when the blast suddenly came down but it wasn’t as if he was paying all that much attention to the source of the blast. He didn’t know what the alien was doing up there and whether he was actually doing anything until that ball of energy came down. Looking up curiously he frowned when his attention had to be drawn back to the battle, trying to get his game face on so that he might be able to fight these creatures. Everyone was struggling with it but his friend, hoping it was just them getting tired and not the beasts getting the better of them. There was still a few left and maybe he could make this work, hoping he wasn’t rusty from not getting to fight much if at all. He had to remember he was still a warrior at heart and he could do this, hoping they weren’t going to take advantage of him and all try to take him down at once. Getting back into the game he squeaked when one took a dive at him, dashing out of the way before he flipped around and smacked it in the back of the head with his tail, slamming its face off the ground. He didn’t want to seem scared of these creatures, he knew they would see him as an easy target if he did. Throwing his arms around he immediately started slamming his fists into its head before it could come up, pounding it down repeatedly after every movement it made. He was not very good at coming up with plans of trying to kill things but this seemed like the best way to go about it until he had a plan. 

T’charrl’s plan was to try and get rid of as many as he could using what abilities he could, finding it a little difficult to control his speed after all the training he did when he was large and heavy. He really underestimated himself and that frightened him, only hoping he didn’t accidentally ram into someone else on the battlefield. Staring down at the felled creature’s body before it vanished he quickly looked around for Shu, spotting him immediately before he flew straight for the monster he was pounding into the ground. It was one of the armoured type so the best course of action to help him was to strike from behind. Flying straight for it when Shu hit it down again he flew high at first before spinning, flying straight down at its body and forcing his blades into the beast’s body.

The Frost Demon was trying hard to get into the rhythm of the battle but being unconscious and damaged for so long left him struggling with what he had, his body not feeling capable of fighting but he still wanted to anyway. Looking to the other Saiyan when he was shouted at he just looked back at the younger Saiyan, not seeing how it was a big deal. He was alive and fine so no harm had been done. Despite this he didn’t know how else he could help and it frustrated him when he was supposed to be part of this strong terrifying race of warriors. Trying to get his head together he barely realised one of the strangers had snuck up on him, gasping at first in fright before realising she meant no harm. That was some relief but he was still suspicious, frowning when she attempted communication with him. “…Yes, I understand you. What do you mean by friend…” he spoke lowly, feeling slightly worried it was just a false sense of security she was trying to lull him into, “Who are you people? I don’t…need help…”

Viral was always going to be annoyed that he couldn’t do anything to help during this dire time, knowing that one slip up could cause horrific injury to any one of them. If he could just fight he would be able to kill them all, just like he killed the other on the ship. If they could defeat this lot then there would be no use to him being there after all, but he definitely worried about his current state of usefulness. He was the only one who could kill the other they found on the ship but everyone else had learned how to combat them. He didn’t know what he was expecting anyway, what with all these other super-powered beings around. What a nuisance; at this rate he’d be better taking notes and doing other stuff than taking part in battle even if they were outnumbered like this situation. Watching Yumi fly off he simply sighed and sat down, leaning his head on his hand. If he could finally join them in battle he was sure the next one was going to be in the air and flying around after each other so there was no point on looking forward to the next time he might fight. Feeling pretty moody he looked to Haku, narrowing his gaze before looking away again. “Great. Because they’ll certainly want to come after me, won’t they?” he sighed sarcastically, “Nothing like chasing after some aging meat when there’s plenty of fresh food down there”.