"The city would have evacuated by now, there should be no civilians!" Leto's reply came as he continued forward like a bull through a china shop, nothing deterring him from his path. If there were any civilians left within the city then they were likely dead, a grim truth that he acknowledged the moment he realized where they were. Saiyans would often kill the innocent populace as a means of demoralization and it often worked; some planets were hardier than others and took it as more reason to fight, but in the end it rarely made a difference. Leto knew full well they were likely dealing with at least one Elite soldier and several troops, nothing that his people would be prepared for. Those at his back would be what Lioma's salvation relied on and he prayed that it would be enough. "Come my friends, there's a world to be saved!" They could argue about Kortal and nobility later, with Leto rushing into battle there wasn't a whole lot of time for chatter. Kabocha hit the ground running as soon as he stepped out of the shuttle and flew low to catch up with everyone, running along the group as they entered the city limits. They hadn't wasted any time in taking this place apart that was for sure, towers of smoke blotched the otherwise clear sky and explosions rung in their ears every few seconds. Further in they went and they began to see recent signs of battle, smoldering wrecks of vehicles, bodies laid across the roads, a few Liomans helping one another, warriors by the looks of them. Was the whole planet under siege or was it just this city? What made this city so important? Yumi's nose stung as the smell of smoldering bodies and other noxious fumes hit her nose, her face wrinkling in disgust. The Saiyans had absolutely no care for who they hurt or how many people died did they? They claimed to be trying to save everyone and yet they killed more than anyone else, more than those monsters ever had. It made her blood boil knowing that this world too had been one they'd already been too, conscripted its people and probably ransacked for all it was worth. This was how they repaid that? Gritting her teeth her head swiveled slightly when the sound of falling rubble alerted her, skidding to a stop seeing a Lioman trying to climb out of a building. Calling out to the others she rushed over to the wreckage and began pulling away blocks, her stomach turning inside seeing the man's leg all but gone, crushed by the weight of the stone. "We'll get you out just hang in there! We have a medic who can help you." "R-Run..." the Lioman whispered hoarsely, frustrated when Yumi didn't pay him any mind. "R-run... You must... Flee..." Across the street a figure walked up onto the rooftop and stared down at them, the man paling as he shook his head fitfully, "GO! YOU MUST RUN! LEAVE NOW!" Reaching forward he grabbed Yumi and pushed her back off of the pile just as a Ki blast engulfed the rubble, swallowing the man in its blinding light and blasting away everything it touched, leaving nothing but a smouldering crater in its wake. "So we do have visitors, how quaint..." The Saiyan looked down upon Yumi with a condescending smirk, leaning on one knee as he watched her helplessly go to the pit, as though the man might still be saved. "Your entrance wasn't very well hidden, we've been expecting you. And the former Commander as well..." Turning to Viral the Elite grinned, spreading his arms in greeting as he stood to his full height. "How we've waited for a chance to meet you in combat! There was quite a stir when you abandoned your post, Commander. His Majesty almost wanted you back but we brought him to his senses, and we shall treat you and yours as we do any traitor." Several more Ki signatures began speeding towards the group then, high class warriors and standard fare soldiers alike swarming on their location. The odds were at the very least 3 to 1 in the Saiyans favor in terms of sheer numbers yet the Elite knew not to relax because of that. Viral was dangerous, those boys were dangerous, and even the bumbling Lioman in his own way could be a threat. What a satisfying kill they would all be though. "Men, we have ourselves a group of traitors, how about we give them the greeting they deserve?" the Elite shouted, eying Viral viciously as he raised a hand and snapped his fingers, the troops immediately going on the attack as he went after the Commander. ----- "Ah... Well I suppose not every world would be. Our own can be dangerous too, it shouldn't surprise anyone other planets are the same." Still he would give anything to be able to travel to at least one other world in his lifetime, to be able to see what existed beyond Kaesstra. Not that there was anything wrong with their own planet, only that he'd seen almost all of it in his lifetime, there was nothing new for him here. But then there were new things weren't there? Their own city was changing at a rapid pace and others were bound to follow suit, their whole world was changing now. It was refreshing as well to have someone like Haku along to which everything of their world was a new surprise. That must be how it was to visit a new planet and see it for the first time, he could hardly imagine the elation. "I was wondering about those, perhaps Renthal could look at you later?" Yusef suggested, "He could at least tell you what they are made of, if not why they appeared on your body. And with time he may even know of a way to help you be rid of them too." So those weren't normal for him then? Haku had only ever known T'charrl to look as he had, well that and his much more imposing form. He had noticed how different the others were compared to his friend since arriving, so it really was a big change then. "I w-want to see more of the world, if th-that's okay with you. It all looks so amazing so f-far..." It was really a whole different type of world from Kortal, a largely barren world with sparse trees if any. But this world was littered with them, enough so that from high enough above it didn't look like there was anything but trees. There was a bit of jealousy that T'charrl had gotten to grow up somewhere like this, Haku wanted to spend as much time as they could here. Seeing his friend's father start to move away he smiled at T'charrl and followed along, taking another passing glance back at the massive tree. "There has to be someone here who can help you with those, and with everything else too..." he muttered, rubbing at one of his arms, "I m-mean... They said they had an idea, r-right? So you'll be back to your old s-self in no time." ----- "Uh... I'm pretty sure it was [i]you[/i] that didn't let go buddy, you and that damn tail of yours," Takeshi retorted with a smirk, reaching over and playfully trying to tug at the offending limb, "But whatever, we got the money and we met because of it, so it's all good. Next time we do that though don't get all wrapped up on me, you know?" The tournament might be a lot of fun but there was a little to be concerned about with it: Aito had said not to do anything that might trigger Shu, and wrestling, however innocent, might be enough to do that. Unless they were talking about just letting Shu watch then Takeshi wasn't so sure how good an idea that was. And if he could figure that much out then Sasha and Ricken surely had thought of it too. "If it's anything like fairs on Earth then you've got to try and win 'em buddy. Of course on Earth they charge you to play and the games are rigged, and the prizes are usually crappy little things. They'd better be worth it here." "The games aren't rigged you monkey, you were just bad at them," Ricken said with a roll of his eyes, staring at Takeshi unamused, "And you don't pay for these games either. Everything for these festivals is funded by local business and by the rebels, meaning you just go in and have fun. What kind of festival charges people to attend? It's a party, not a business." Earth sounded like a lousy world if you had to pay for this sort of thing. Sasha wasn't even going to bother trying to keep those two from butting heads any longer, she'd just focus on making sure Shu had a good time. Easing him from Ricken's grasp she smiled and winked at him, pulling him to the side of the road for their first game. There sat a lengthy display, several floating targets sitting atop of a pool of water, being pulled back and forth along guided lines. Above was a sign with the prizes, each becoming greater and greater the more points one scored. Standing in line Sasha pointed up to the sign and explained what it all meant. "Here they give you five balls and you try hitting those targets. The ones in the back are worth more points than those in the front, and the more points you get the better your prize is. Sounds easy enough right?" It could be a little unfair perhaps for people like them who trained constantly, their precision was generally a [i]bit[/i] better than your everyday townsfolk. "Want to try this one or move on?"