Yusef was throwing as much energy as he could at his own attack, trying to force the orb down. In his little world he was going to obliterate the boys, and the thought of collateral damage to the city below wasn't a factor to him. So long as it was the first Saiyan retaliating he could steadily send his energy down with little effort, grinning wildly as he did so. When a second one joined in and then a third however he began to steadily lose ground. While he had an innate knowledge of how to use his powers actually feeding more force into his attacks was something beyond his knowledge. The mass of energy began to flow back his way, in terribly small increments but nonetheless it moved back. He couldn't fathom why he was unable to overpower them, as just a second ago he seemed akin to a god compared to these boys. He refused to accept he might lose though, right up until T'charrl pulled a fast one and shocked everyone.

Kabocha stood as he was, pouring larger and larger amounts of Ki out in order to counter the General's genocidal attack. Moron, he had to realize just how devastating that attack would be. The guy went on and on about furthering his people, but if this thing hit then they'd all be wiped out. Thankfully the twins stepped in right when it was needed most, and with their three blasts combined they halted and reversed the path of the orb. It was really becoming more and more of a mystery of how they were supposed to capture this Kaesstrian alive. He was crazy strong after all, and they'd have to beat him to the point of exhaustion just to get him to submit. Or, they could try something completely different. A blur flew right on by Kabocha, and he watched in silent shock as T'charrl sped towards the clash of energy. Just what in the hell was he planning?

"Nnn.... No! Get away from that!" Kabocha shouted, straining himself to keep pushing. "It'll explode!"

Or maybe the energy wasn't set to explode. Rather the massive orb that the Saiyans had been fighting against looked to be dwindling, at a fairly steady pace no less. Seeing what was happening Kabocha abruptly stopped his blast, signaling for the twins to do the same. He could scarcely believe that T'charrl was [i]absorbing[/i] all of that energy, there was no way he could contain it all, not for long. Hopefully the Prince knew what he was doing, because this could get messy rather quickly otherwise.

"What....? What is this?!" Yusef snapped, watching as his energy was drained. "Give that back you damn pest!"

Before he knew it that mass of energy was all but gone, and he could even feel his power being sapped out of him as a result. The only reasonable thing to do then was stop his own blast, glaring furiously at the Prince. How dare he take that power like some kind of leech. It most certainly wasn't his, and he didn't have the proper mettle to handle it. He'd give way and buckle under the force, he had to. With a weak, pathetic frame like his there was no real possibility that he'd be capable of doing anything. 

"You're bluffing boy! You hardly know how to use your powers, you couldn't do that!"

If it was a bluff then it was certainly one that the Prince was confident of. Considering how much pain had been caused by the blast earlier taking on one of greater size now would be outright agony. He couldn't well back down despite that though, that was simply out of the question. The General refused to be intimidated, certainly by someone he considered so inferior. Rather than back down as common sense might suggest he began to laugh, clutching his gut and shaking his head. 

"You honestly expect ME to submit to YOU?" Yusef roared, grinning broadly as he stared down T'charrl. "You don't know what to do with that power!"

Emitting a sharp hissing sound the General lowered himself before flying forward, gathering energy in each of his four hands as he raced ahead. With a loud shout he threw each hand forward, a ball of energy coming from each and spiraling towards the Prince.

"I'll not be stopped, not by you child!"