The Elite had barely managed to avoid Viral's assault by leaping backwards, his speed not quite on par. But how long could he keep up the evasions? It was too risky to attack Viral up close with how he was, he was much too unpredictable and violent. Ki blast didn't appear to phase him much either and flight meant nothing if Ki wasn't an option, so how would he fight this? There was no time to consider as the Elite had to back off again in a panic and watched the ground where he'd stood explode as Viral smashed his claws down and tore the ground to shreds, ripples of energy leaving long gouges in the earth. What kind of attack was this? Since when was the Beastman capable of such a thing? Aghast by the revelation he remained light on his feet and had to continually dodge blows, several of the energy waves coming within centimeters and a few managing to nick his skin and singe hair. If Viral was capable of attacks like these then what other unknowns were there? How did he conceal abilities like these from them for so long?

"Even if you win here the Empire will live on! Your fight is moot!" the Elite shouted, dashing behind a vehicle as Viral swung again, the waves cleaving clean through and tearing it into four large pieces. Trying to bide his time the Elite grabbed one of the pieces and threw it at the Beastman only to watch as it was cut into shreds in seconds, his jaw shut tight in frustration as he backed off again. "You'll never win, you can't hope to defeat the King! You're all only signing a death warrant, give up and fight for him!" It was the only way anyone was going to make it out of this mess alive and yet the rebels insisted on squabbling. Why would they cause problems when there was so much at stake? The Saiyans could keep everyone alive if they had their way, it may not be the best rule but it beat dying. Narrowly dodging another attack the Elite had had enough and decided to try and attack, again focusing Ki to his legs and dashing away in the blink of an eye, reappearing just behind and above Viral, a Ki blast in his hand as he was poised to fire point blank and try and kill Viral, or at the very least bury him in the resulting blast.