"Yeah... No idea if the damn thing even breathes... I know it lives though, and we'll fix that," Ricken retorted, smiling painfully as he shook his head, "I don't even care right now... I just want that fricken thing dead, and for us to be done with this mess. We're asked to secure Namek and we will, but I won't mind if that monster just drops off the world right about now." No doubt he and Sasha were going to be questioned to the moon and back about what had happened, particularly how they encountered an entirely new variant of monster here. There was still no certainty as to whether this was actually one of the smaller beasts from before or not, nothing sans the color of its hide suggested it might be. No doubt that there were going to be a lot of holes in their story too, and a ton of information they would be unable to provide. Watching as the Kaesstrian flew off he frowned, resolving not to follow but still frustrated at the fact. There were other things to concern himself with anyways, as he turned around and noticed the shuttle returning to the field of battle. Eyes widening in surprise he quickly flew up to cut off the ship, looking at his sister baffled through the glass as he gestured for her to leave. "Get out of here Sasha, it's not safe! Go away!" he shouted, turning his head as the monster roared from T'charrl's attacks. One of its arms went flailing in their direction as it tried to fend off the attacker, swinging in fair quick and managing to clip one of the shuttle's thrusters as it passed over. Seeing the ship stutter in mid air and tumble slightly Ricken flew over to it, getting on the far side and placing a hand beneath it, grunting as he flew up to try and keep it steady. Once it had settled he breathed a sigh of relief, moving up to the open door and looking at the Frost Demon curiously. "Hey."

Sasha felt the need to do something here, even if that something was only provide some sort of support. She'd done what she could for the Frost Demon, but by just showing up at the battle she could see there was far more work to be done. A lot of good she would be able to do if the shuttle was destroyed though, and when they were struck there was a real moment where she feared it may have been irreparably damaged by the monster. Thankfully that was not the case, and after settling she pried herself from the controls, sending a glance at the battle going on before hurrying back to the door. Seeing her brother all beaten up and missing an arm she couldn't help but groan, reaching out and grabbing him by his tattered shirt and yanking him inside. 

"H-Hey! Sasha!" Ricken shouted, gasping as he stumbled inside and was subsequently made to sit down on a cot. Giving an oomph in the process he rubbed at his sore head, looking up at his sister with a frown, "That thing nearly killed us, mind going a little easier on me?"

"Please, you're fine Ricken. Just sit there and play nice, will you?" Sasha asked rhetorically, "Your spare arm is in back somewhere, we'll get it fixed in a second, just wait." If she couldn't be involved in the fighting then perhaps she could be of help another way, by evacuating everyone that was hurt. Going to the doors she looked out at the group below, surprised how nearly everyone was injured in some way; after a blast like that however she supposed she ought not to be that surprised. "Hey! Get your butts up here, we're moving the injured!" Sasha shouted, waving to everyone down below, "They can handle this, just get in!" She may have doubted that just Viral and T'charrl had the situation under control at first, but after witnessing the Beastman rather dramatically take form of some giant mech she was fair confident their help wasn't needed. Returning to the controls of the shuttle Sasha reared it around, slowly descending towards the injured fighters. 

"Yeah... Not bad buddy, you did good," Takeshi said, smiling approvingly at his brother. Huh, who would have thought the little guy could control his energy like that, evidently the bit of training they had done paid off. Either that or he got lucky, that was always a possibility. Unfortunately they couldn't quite sit here and let Shu get more practice in, there was the small matter of getting to safety first. In his state Takeshi would hardly be moving much at all, and while he could probably fly it it wouldn't be in the most graceful of fashions. Well then, if his younger brother was feeling good about himself maybe he could fly them out, luck be willing. Watching as the little guy came over Takeshi lifted up his arms, blinking in confusion as he was awkwardly lifted and left danging precariously in Shu's grasp. "Hey, you saying I'm fat?!" the older boy quipped, frowning as he glanced back at Shu, "I'm not that heavy! Seriously, we've trained with heavier weights than me..." Could be the little guy was just tired too, that was always possible. Hearing Sasha calling for them to get in the shuttle he smiled tiredly, thinking a cot would be awfully nice right about now. Pointing up to the approaching vessel for Shu's sake he sent a glance back at Viral and T'charrl, wondering if just the two of them could really finish this. 

The monster wanted to kill every fighter who had attacked it, but was unable to so much as look at the fleeing group thanks to T'charrl. The blasts to its face were largely mitigated by its frills, but the unique energy of the Kaesstrian was leaving some fair painful burns. One spot on the frills was even beginning to burn away, leaving a fair thin slab of flesh where its thick hide once was. Snarling furiously as it watched the alien dart about it took a few unsuccessful swipes, finding nothing but air between its claws. In the fit of trying to kill T'charrl it neglected to try and even stop Viral, only noticing what was happening when it caught sight of the massive machine out of the corner of its eye. Swiveling its head to look at the Beastman it snarled angrily, opening its maw and hastily gathering energy to blow away the new threat.