T’charrl looked down, rubbing his snout. “I-I don’t know…I mean, all I did was tear open the monster after getting eaten”, he sighed, shaking his head, “I only have a lot when I’m-…you know…” He didn’t want it to seem like he had a lot of strength when it was just his monstrous form that did all the work, knowing full well he was not strong when he was normal. He couldn’t do all of that when he was normal and it was only when he transformed was he able to do some real damage to the creature and even then he was exhausted after suffering from a lack of air. Looking to Yumi again he smiled, nodding his head. “Yeah…or maybe a nice big field. Somewhere away from others. I would enjoy training with you”. Feeling a little nervous over the meeting he turned his full attention to Vegeta, staring at him as he tried to give a lowdown on what was happening elsewhere. He didn’t know how to feel about that when it didn’t involve him or them, but he was trying to understand how he might be able to help.

When the aggressor was named Shu immediately felt terrified, knowing he could never fight against his father. He was so weak compared to him and probably everyone else, he could never take on his father and hope to get out without being crushed mercilessly. He wasn’t exactly the man’s favourite son, he wouldn’t spare him a beating even if he did cry for mercy. Shivering on the ground in a bundle of nerves he looked to Takeshi when he gave him a patting, raising his shoulders slightly before gasping when Vegeta spoke once more. So Krom was also there, probably not the best opponent to be with Yamate. He was very strong too and the first time they only managed to get him to back off was when he mauled his face. He couldn’t do that again probably, seeing how that just made Krom scared the first time when it was unexpected. It’ll probably happen again and when it does he’ll probably get completely destroyed. Letting out a squeaking sigh he lowered his head into his knees, his hands still holding his tail.

Choi didn’t really know what was going on but he wasn’t going to fight the King, not even Krom. Krom was the King’s right-hand man for a reason and to fight that man may as well give him and his brother a death sentence. Kabocha may be lucky, he may get recruited again but there was no way Kai or himself would ever have a chance. Looking to Kai quickly Kai also looked to him, both of them frowning before they both turned at the same time and folded their arms. It wouldn’t look good for either of them so the most they could do was instead hang back and hope they were never going to end up having to enter the battle. Maybe Kabocha would feel the same way, but from the sounds of it Kabocha seemed quite alright with fighting the guy. Maybe it was just the pair of them, but they did hope that Takeshi and Shu would stay out in the front and hopefully make them the only ones who would have to fight the King and Krom, maybe T’charrl in there too.

Shu knew he was probably going to fail against his father, there was no way he could win against that man or even hope to fight him off, even Krom. He wasn’t strong enough and had no control over himself, knowing his father probably had a way around his ability. He was ever so slightly freaking out and was having a hard time seeing through any future failure, but such was common for him. He was never really won by himself because he was such a bad fighter and still very undertrained. He was scared that he might be taken again and scared of what he might get told by his father or Krom. They were going to say awful things to him and he knew it. Groaning at Takeshi’s promise he slowly shook his head before squeaking when he was pulled in, looking to Takeshi before lowering his head again, sighing lightly. He didn’t think that was going to be possible, even if he wanted it to be. Things were going to be bad simply because it was their father and with him being as weak as he was he wouldn’t stand a chance. “I’m not very strong…I know…” he muttered before sighing, squeezing his tail, “I’m not a very good Saiyan either…”