Viral could tell Yumi was upset, it was hard not to notice it in her voice as she desperately tried to help him. He didn’t want to make her cry, he just did what he thought was right which was save her and the other from further harm. She shouldn’t be mourning him at all, he was needed anything but being mourned right now when it was his stupid decisions that got him in this mess in the first place. He didn’t kill those Elites fast enough. He could had destroyed them in one blast but instead decided to play around with them to challenge their strength. He knew he wasn’t completely at fault, he wasn’t fully in control when he was transformed. He shouldn’t be making excuses for himself though, it was his fault for letting his mind give into madness. Everyone expected him to be strong in mind, will and body, but there was too many times when he was feeble and weak willed. If he hadn’t been awoken by Yumi’s desperate attempts to revive him he would’ve preferred to remain unconscious so he couldn’t shame himself by living in this sorry state.

As he was gradually moved as Yumi almost pointlessly wrapped up his injuries he barely gave a reaction, his eyes still unable to focus on anything and his body almost ragdoll-like. He was just incredibly weak, he couldn’t move on his own accord right now. Hearing Yumi plead with him to hold on had him it sounded as if she also believed that he was going to die, his body possibly looking a lot worse than he could feel. Maybe he really looked closer to death than he thought, but it wasn’t something he could feel out for himself. He was completely overcome with pain and weakness, feeling completely tired and unable to breathe properly. He couldn’t die here, not like this. “I…am not…d-dying to a Saiyan…!” he growled as he tried to move but soon found himself choking on blood momentarily. He wasn’t healing properly at all, his energy had been near drained in his attempt to save the others. He just couldn’t, it would be a death without honour and in front of Yumi too. He was incredibly weak, he couldn’t do this to her. “…H-He…should’ve been dead faster…I…should had k-killed him faster…”

The twins could only really look on, neither of them were trained in first aid and Yumi seemed to be the most qualified as she tried to help the Beastman. It was awful, there was nothing they could really do. With Choi offering his top for extra bandages that was all he could really do to help, but otherwise he had no idea. Looking between each other Kai soon turned around to look and see if Kabocha was coming back soon, the time they had not exactly being particularly large as both Viral and Yumi seemed distressed. Frowning, he looked elsewhere until his name was mentioned he turned around and looked to Yumi again. Looking to his brother he soon quickly threw his hand up before backing up. “I’ll try and find the others. They should be on the outskirts”. He wasn’t as fast as Kabocha and it was very likely that he would be back before a shuttle was found, but hopefully Viral’s state would be slightly better by the time he got back. Flying off with what little Ki he had he began to search for a shuttle or for someone who could get them one, whatever came first.

Choi let out a sigh, raising his shoulders momentarily before looking back to Yumi. He thought Viral was good at healing terrible injuries, but right now it barely looked like anything was happening. He was still bleeding and spitting up blood, not to mention his eyes were barely open. Yumi would need medical attention too, she barely looked like she could help him if it wasn’t for the fact that he was in such a bad state. “Uhh, Kabocha shouldn’t be long…I-I mean, there should be some medics around…even if parts of the city was destroyed…” Looking back, he did kind of wonder how many had died because of Viral’s attacks. If Viral was still alive by the time they got back there was no doubt he would be in some measure of trouble with Korian. The guy certainly preferred disciplined warriors over wild cards and there was no doubt that Viral was incredibly unpredictable and destructive. This was pretty bad, there had to be something he could do to help. “Uhhh…you shouldn’t move him too much. A shockwave like that would cause some pretty bad ruptures…”