Choi and Kai both stared up at the massive form as it continued to grow, Choi nearly falling over as the tremors almost knocked him off his feet while they both had to move when part of it threatened to take them down to the ground. It was incredibly strange, it shouldn’t had been possible to create something like that and yet there it was, driving its way up to the sky and even blossoming by the end of it. This was certainly a level of concern, but upon searching for T’charrl it was soon possible to see the young Prince returning to a smaller height. He was still pretty large and his body was still in a strange form, but what mattered was he was skinny and could be moved if needed, even if he didn’t have his tribal uniform anymore. Speaking of T’charrl’s stuff, Choi’s eyes immediately went to where he had transformed, his sword and the other two not too far away. A warrior would be nothing without his weapons, it seemed fitting to take them home with them. Flying straight for them, Choi picked them all up, keeping the sharp edges of the double blades away while taking T’charrl’s own sheathed sword under arm. They were ready to go, but whether T’charrl was ready certainly begged the question.

T’charrl’s body had been under a ton of stress, but his form had changed if only he wasn’t completely monstrous. He still had the colourful fur, large teeth and tongue, the orbs were still present too while his lower abdomen still acted like a tail in length and size. Letting out a groan, he gasped a little at the sound of Kabocha’s voice, his eyes immediately looking up to him as his nervous system began to function once more, “I-…I’m sorry, for everything…” he spoke, slowly moving his lengthy arms awkwardly to try and get up, “I returned it to the planet…to the air would kill people…” He was barely registering what was going on, but he knew his body had changed. Finally managing to get up, he got a fright at just now tall he was compared to before, but finally looking at his body just managed to freak him out internally. His upper arms were close enough to reaching the floor with his lower arms practically able to hold hands with his other pair with barely any movement, his chest cavity was still wide.

T’charrl moved his arms all over his body, stepping back slowly in a panic, “T-This can’t be happening!” The energy had managed to mutate him into a completely different form of Kaesstrian, maybe this was what his grandmother had tried to warn him about when overusing his powers and losing control, but he had no idea how to return himself to normal if it was even possible. His mother was going to kill him, who knew whether the people would accept him this way either. Going into a frenzy of searching himself over, pulling at his long sticking out tongue and even feeling his back end, he soon stopped and grabbed his stomach, letting out a groan, “Ughhhhh I’m so hungry…for…meat…no, fruit, no…some juicy dripping-aghhhh what’s wrong with me?? I’ve never liked meat before!”

He was so confused; he didn’t know what was happening to his body, but he couldn’t panic over it just now. Feeling overly stressed wasn’t doing him any good and just making him feel sore and funny, “…You’re right. We have to go, now, before the authorities come to check out what the planet created with the energy…” Spreading his wings, the force of it caused sparkling dust to fly everywhere before he immediately took off, his fur changing colour depending on how much light he was receiving at a time. He was too concerned with everything else, he was even flying higher than what he’d normally do to avoid anybody seeing him. His flying was even erratic, he couldn’t concentrate well enough when he was essentially a monster to his own people. Hiding his face in shame, he groaned as he flew, trying to get to his mother and father for some desperate help.

Shu didn’t mean to hurt himself, he had tried to get up but in doing so hurt his neck and head. He was a little sad that he wasn’t allowed to move, it was really rather sore still and had been told that he shouldn’t be moving until they knew that his neck wasn’t damaged too badly. Frowning when Yumi came along, he squeezed her hand a little before giving her a little smile, “Just a little bit…but that’s not the problem”, he spoke, frowning again, “What was that…? Was the ground really shaking? Why did it do that…? I’m a little scared…”