Kiton didn’t have time to notice what every other planet was doing whenever he visited one whether to get some money or to find supplies. Whatever planets were doing politically or what was happening to them didn’t matter to him, especially when he was just going to be there for a short while. He had seen a lot in his life that could be classed as dodgy behaviour on other planets but he was never one to judge when he didn’t exactly live on a planet himself. “I’ve always wondered what it’s like to live in a planet…even if it is a state of unrest”, he spoke, sighing lightly, “I was taken from mine just before I hatched so I never got to see it. Got to get straight to business after hatching, you know? I can’t imagine living on a planet. Don’t suppose you’re the same way…? Travelling through space, fighting all sorts…” Kiton didn’t know what was going on outside but it sounded like some strange fight to him, his curiosity to whatever was taking them so long to kill the creature definitely continued to rise. Looking towards the window his eyes soon went back to Sasha, frowning a little. “Where are you travelling, anyway? This can’t be your only ship…I’m not that dumb. This planet’s way off the charts and it freaks me out not knowing where I am”.

T’charrl was certainly trying as hard as he could to figure out the possible weaknesses this creature had, but it was difficult to determine given its form. He wasn’t used to alien species and this was completely different to what he had seen before on his planet. He could only do what he thought might help and go for the head again, but as he made his way in and tried to slash it nothing particularly interesting happened. It defended itself with the frills so the only logical explanation he found was to take care of the frills, however that might work. He didn’t know how they could cut those things down, his eyes going to Vegeta for any possible plan he might have on his mind considering he was very smart. Even Shu and Takeshi were looking to him for a possible plan. When Vegeta finally spoke up all he could do was say what he was thinking, not something that was very encouraging to hear. So all they could do was try and find a weakspot, but where that was he didn’t know. “Those things on its head keep protecting it! The eyes are still a problem…” He didn’t know what else they could do but he had to do something. Maybe he could distract it, but hopefully the others would follow suit with his plan. Flying around the creature he started firing energy at its face, using his own power instead of Ki to try and possibly burn it while the others looked for an opening.

Viral didn’t regret what he did; it was either him or everyone else and he had to protect them. It was in his nature to fight and protect, especially when it came to Vegeta. Now that the monster had shed its skin it was likely in its final form, but whatever he could do to it was completely reliant on whether he could control himself. He could barely move as he struggled to contain his energy as it attacked his mind again just like before. He needed to get it under control before he lost his mind, he was so close to getting his cure and only just needed to hold out for maybe a few more days. He couldn’t fail now, he had to remain strong. Forcing the thoughts and imagery out of his head was difficult when the only distraction was a monster he couldn’t attack and everyone else trying to defeat it. Looking up through his fingers he could faintly see everyone through the memories that continued to flash by, trying to focus on them primarily before the memories themselves. 

Staring at them he was soon given a chance to breathe, watching their struggle as the monster proved resilient. Staring as them he was brought into a sense of the battle again, the obscuring memories shifting for a moment but the longer he remained the quicker things got worse. With a sudden build-up of pain he was forced to recoil back, his paws pushed to his head as he tried to find control. Feeling pain all over he almost fell at a sudden unsteadiness, his paws removing themselves from his head as he looked down at himself. His body was starting to change further as talons tore open his shoes as his feet changed into the same shape as his strongest form’s but soon became rather fuzzy with golden fur and webbed between the toes. Finding that all too off-putting in itself he took a few unsteady steps back, panicking before having to pull his belt up when a set of rough fins formed at his waist, growing out fairly large to his knees before his struggle came from trying to keep his shirt on as a large dorsal fin tore its way through it. Trying to halt the changes he grabbed hold of his head again, his cat tail thickening to its full size regardless of what he told himself not to do as the spines from his strongest form grew on top of it to make it look like an odd combination of cat and dragon. He had to do something since this wasn’t working, something to the monster. Removing his paws from his head he raised his fists up, his arm fins growing to full length and his arms enlarging greatly before he forced them down to the ground, the earth shaking horrendously before a fissure began to form and grow ever larger towards the creature before colliding with such force that the ground jutted out violently in the creature’s area. Pulling away his now large fluffy paws he stared at the webbed skin inbetween his fingers only to twitch as a lot of fur forced its way out around his shoulders and neck, his ears suddenly changing into his feline ears before he fell to his side, an ear twitching as he collided with the ground.