Sasha expected a lot more out of Shu and their match to be much more competitive than most before it. She'd seen what he could do and even if he hadn't the faith himself she was full aware he was capable. She'd been a bit brazen perhaps in attacking as quickly as she did and was quick to pay for it as Shu kicked her back, trying to keep on the pressure so he couldn't get momentum going. Getting around behind him seemed like the best bet and she flipped over to throw him away and hopefully out of the ring. Successful in throwing Shu she hadn't expected him to latch onto her and went with him, gasping as she was thrown forward and very nearly over the edge of the ring. Flipping over and planting her feet on the arena she slid back towards the edge, her arms pinwheeling as she teetered precariously close before taking a step forward and saving herself. 

"That was close! You nearly got me there!" Smiling as she walked back into ring proper she rolled her wrist, the crowd around them already getting excited and cheering. "Are you doing alright? Sorry if I scared you there!" No more grabbing Shu, good to know. That didn't mean she was going to hold back though, she'd just be sure to change her tactics. Winking playfully at the young Saiyan she danced back and forth on her feet as she approached him, keeping her body loose and making no move to strike until she was within two meters of him. Stopping just for a second as she bounced in place she took a step forward and kicked off her back leg, flipping over and throwing an axe kick at Shu. If it missed she'd then stand on the same foot and swing her other leg around this time in a roundhouse kick. She'd keep it to kicks for now and just try and drive Shu back towards the edge of the arena, she could feasibly win without ever having to actually hurt him. 

"Viral's not here but I still get the feeling we're watching a potential disaster take place." Korian was hardly confident in the supposed 'progress' made with Shu and for good reason. It was clear by the boy's posture and the way he scrambled about that he wasn't at all confident about himself or his strength still. The audience in attendance loved the display and seemed to adore Shu but none of them knew what a hazard he was. That man Aito had insisted on training him but it didn't appear like any progress had been made on that front yet. Feeling a pair of eyes on him he turned to see the aforementioned "doctor" looking at him, his lips drawing in a thin line as he sniffed and turned his focus back to the fight. Potential in the Princes and their friends couldn't go to waste, not if they hoped to drive back whatever these beasts were, and not if they hoped to win the inevitable war that would restart once this common threat was beaten back. "What do you think, Sayomi? Do they seem even remotely different?" the rebel pressed, frowning as he leaned forward and folded his hands beneath his chin, "Sasha and Ricken developed as fighters so much more quickly. What are those two lacking?"