Krosh stood 4 feet behind the large, sayian-like man, his spear in one hand, his other in the air pumping up and down. As he watched he shouted words of encouragement, his wire framed body seemed like a twig compared to the man, he could be crushed merely by being flicked, yet for some reason the man had refrained.

"wow, I must say you sure are looking godlike today, you masculinity and refined stature alone could defeat the greatest of foes,it's good to see you at your full power, now exactly what shall we be doing today sir" he said no closer, jumping around the goliath as if he was a child. Thought his words sounded like he was a huge suck up, and his country accent did not help, he really believed this man to be a hero, and one of the best.