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Yaksha was greeted with a certain... unique view. A massive harvest of bodies with strange machines, making the scene as if it was some kind of surreal nightmare. Rifts and tears in reality complemented the whole outlook. But Yaksha only raised one of his eyebrows, as response of the ghastly view. It was bad... but he'd seen a lot of things in his unnatural life.

He quickly made himself scarce and hid behind some cover that Tabaga had found. His comrades in arm were in various shades of disbelief. He proceed to answer a question with some banther. "Freeza-kin, an army like this requires a lot of resources. Bodies... are a resource. They probably plunder everything on their path." He said, with a cold detachment to it. This wasn't working.

"Drone's risky. But not as risky as [i]that[/i] monkey." He spat in a hiss, looking in Maize's direction. "I can scout on my own, I'll try to rein her back in. Get ready to grab a drone and dash for an exit if things get rough." Yaksha sighed, as he snapped his fingers and lowered his ki to the level of an insect.

Because he was now in the shape of a carrion fly. He flew confidently and buzzed around Maize's ear.

"Yeah, like a multiversal army with warp capabilities can't distinguish a dead body for someone playing dead." Yaksha said to the Saiyan's ear. "Get back with the others as soon as possible, or you'll be found, you meat-for-brains!"