Viral had little in the way of a plan, he just wanted to destroy this man for all that he was worth. Everything that had been done here was only bringing back memories of what he had to endure, it was making him reckless and hasty in his anger. Just what were they thinking, bringing him to a place like this? It wasn’t his idea, they just wanted to send a strong warrior after the Elite because all the others were busy. If he knew what he was going to be surrounded with he would’ve refused to go. He should’ve been able to focus, but really the moment they got out he had been thrown off by everything. Maybe it was how Leto had ran out with utter disregard for the others who were behind that had first thrown him off his focus. He had tried to recover after all that, but he was back to losing all control again. Throwing his attacks with great fury he grew angrier as the man spoke, even though he usually knew better than to let words get to him. “I was taken from mine by your kind!” He shouldn’t be even talking, this man’s words shouldn’t mean anything to him. Trying to focus again he lost it when he spotted Yumi being overpowered, his arm being grabbed in the process with his only reaction being try and minimalize any reach by moving back slightly and moving his other arm to block, only that didn’t exactly work in his haste. Taking the blow at almost full force he was taken aback, appearing to be disabled for a brief moment before he threw his free fist around for the man’s face before kicking out to try and force him to back off. If the twins weren’t going to be able to get their opponents confused and disorientated then it was going to be a pretty bad time for the pair. Their entire battle plan usually revolved around causing their opponent to become unfocused before striking, but that wasn’t happening quick enough. The other soldier was quickly coming around too to try and help his buddy, so that was a problem as well. Having the other soldier come in and now try to join his buddy was just preventing them from pulling off their battle tactic efficiently as they were soon having to put on the defence and stop their own. So these guys were supposed to be strong, they both understood that, but they had been training hard so they should be able to put up a pretty good fight too once they got a handle on it. Kabocha seemed to be having problems himself, he wasn’t really getting any further in the battle than themselves. Trying to split the men up again Kai had himself be made a primary target as Choi pulled out a little, having one soldier go for him before Choi immediately disappeared and Kai took his place. Choi was behind the previous soldier while Kai was trying to fly further away, taking the attention of both the soldiers for a moment and allowing Choi to fire a quick blast of Ki which slammed into the back of one of the distracted soldiers. ---- “I guess…I mean, I don’t know anybody who has tried to learn our language, so it’s a start…” T’charrl wasn’t really aware of how other races learned his race’s language when nobody really attempted to do so in the first place. The Saiyans had taken their language and did update their scouters and databases with it, but there was none of them that he had heard of that could actually speak it without the scouter. Maybe it was easy or maybe it was a challenge, but he wouldn’t know until somebody attempted to make something of it and try to speak it themselves. Language wasn’t really a concern for him at the moment anyway, it was more of a side thought overall. What his father was talking about and showing him was much more important, especially when he generally was cautious around technology despite travelling on a ship. He never really used the facilities on the ship unless he needed to, plus those couldn’t be compared to a mechanical beast roaming under the surface of their planet. It was scary enough having great animals who wandered underground that could pop out at any time, nevermind a mechanical one full of people that could crash. Maybe he should try and be more faithful in the engineers here, they probably knew what they were doing while he did not. Staring at his father as he gave his assurances he sighed a little, scratching at his arm as he remained fairly cautious. “And…all that is going to be perfectly fine, hopefully…” he spoke lowly, feeling unsure about it all before he sighed. Their world was very delicate and even though it was huge, there was still caution needed when introducing new technologies that other kingdoms and previously unknown settlements would go to war over. There was always the chance that the neighbouring kingdoms were jealous of their rising technological prowess, plus it wasn’t as if their people weren’t very patient at the best of times and did often go to war. It probably wasn’t healthy for someone of his age to be so cautious about war, but he had been through a lot of it when he was growing up. Looking on from behind his father he gasped when he pointed out Katas, staring at him as he began to run on over. Watching him he slowly raised his claws, giving a brief wave before straightening himself up. “Uhhh, y-yeah he was just showing me and, uhh…it’s fairly impressive, yeah.” he spoke, looking over to the scientists briefly, “Where is it going first…? I mean, who else agreed to have this go to their place? That other King…?” ---- Shu was fairly happy to try but he still recognised how bad a shot he was. He was pretty terrible at aiming already and trying to hit a target wasn’t really accomplishing much. At least he tried and still had some of the balls left so it wasn’t that bad. Looking to his brother as if for some recognition of his accomplishment he frowned a little when not much came out of him, sighing lightly. “Oooh, did try, though”. Looking down at the next ball he squeaked when Takeshi took hold of it instead, placing it in his hand and taking hold of his wrist soon after. Staring at his hand for a moment he looked to Takeshi before in the direction he was telling him to throw in, tilting his head a little as he explained how to aim. It sounded quite complicated but he could try at least, seeing how he didn’t have much else to go by other than throw where it was going to go. “O-Okay! I try to aim…try to hit it good!” Taking his own wrist away from Takeshi’s hand he tried to take aim at the target, holding the ball carefully before he threw it, managing to hit one of the targets. “Ooh! I did it! I hit! I hit good! Yes? Good at hitting targets!”