Krom was a little fed up with playing around, just wanting to kick him into the dirt and be done with it; however, with the youngest only just now starting to fight he had to give Takeshi at least a chance to show off what he can do. Managing to fend off the blast he looked around for Takeshi, managing to spot him before his attack struck. Managing to just get out of the way in time he looked down quick before to Takeshi again, narrowing his eyes before having to get ready once more. He was definitely rather cocky and it was holding him back, even his actions were fairly predictable. He would always try to ambush and waste his time with after-images like they were his babies. 

Watching his energy carefully he immediately spun around once Takeshi reappeared again, lifting a leg and kneeing the strike off course. “Are you done with your silly tricks or will I just get to blasting you instead??” Krom was getting pretty angry, but as he raised a hand to charge up energy he felt a presence behind him, turning around only to see a shimmering image of the environment before he felt a heavy force smack him in the head. Forced down to the ground he only managed to turn around a little bit before he was kicked heavily away, sliding across the ground. Growling in annoyance he quickly got back to his feet, seeing the bug once again had interfered. “Camouflage?? That was a dirty move, insect!”

Shu didn’t care that he was still being seen as a child, it wasn’t his fault that he was small and appeared immature. He tried hard to hold his own and was already on his way to showing what he could do, even if he was still terrified while trying to show his strength. Throwing all he could at the King in his fit of anger he tried to smack his legs, his throws and punches being more animal-like than anyone else’s. It was like he didn’t know how to fight properly and yet his attacks were definitely ones to avoid if possible. Dashing after Yamate with every dodge made he threw his fists around until he vanished, looking around for only a second before feeling a strong force smack him in the back.

Tumbling away Shu soon skidded to a halt, landing on his front. Shu felt like a failure to his friends, cowering for so long while they all fought his father. He would’ve been able to change the tide of battle and save his friends some pain if he just joined in. Slowly pushing his chest off the ground he stared down at his hands, flinching when his father shouted at him before holding his head. “You’re not my father! You hurt my friends! You hurt me!” he shouted, shaking his head as he pulled at his hair, “Why always hurt?? Why…why I different?? Why I-..I no-…! No!!” Very quickly Shu’s gibberish was turning into angry growling hisses before he let out a sudden angry screech, his fists pounding only once on the ground before his eyes turned a vicious red and he bared his growing fangs. Unable to control himself he started growing increasingly hairier, his limbs lengthening and a long toothy snout sprouted. Turning towards his father his fingernails lengthened into sharp claws before he simply teared away his top in anger and jumped at his father, immediately trying to viciously maul him without any thought.