Choi was fair confident that he could do all of this, along with the help of his brother and Kabocha as well. This was definitely thrilling, maybe they’d even rescue some people down there or find some strong warriors, but even then without finding anything it was still exciting to have this level of responsibility. Giving her a nod, he looked to T’charrl who looked a little lost before back to Yumi, smiling, “Yeah! No problem, right? Maybe we’ll teach him how to speak out language without us needing to wear scouters all the time around him”, he spoke, feeling fairly confident. Just from the short moment where he thought everything was alright, the door opened and out came Viral like a wild animal with his cleaver heading straight for Takeshi. All he could do was let out a yelp when Yumi screamed, unable to do anything to stop him; however, luckily Viral had stopped, but then again Viral still looked pretty crazed there.

Keeping his cleaver close, Viral stared at Takeshi with threatening eyes, or at least what could be seen of his gaze with his hair hiding part of his face. There was a fair hostile air coming off him, his eyes not quite focused yet still knowing what he was doing. Staring at him as he shouted right back, he sniggered a little at his reaction, moving it closer to his face when he dropped his arm, “I could had killed you long before you even recognised the threat just for disrespecting me and MY weapon!” he spoke, pulling back slightly, “You didn’t even try to draw it…hmph, some level of faith you have in it over your own fleshy limb…”

Keeping his focus on Takeshi, the call over the intercom caused him to become momentarily distracted, his eyes blinking finally as he was slowly realising what was around him. Finally breathing again as he pulled away from Takeshi, his paw went to his head as he let out a groan, shutting his eyes for a moment. The pain was searing through his head just close to the point of unbearable before a white hotness took over and slowly sizzled it away, leaving him feeling momentarily dizzy. Finding it hard to think and comprehend what was happening, he sheathed his blade his mind turning elsewhere as Vegeta and Kabocha ran off after Takeshi, “…Imbeciles…they need to make contact with the enemy first…”

T’charrl was more than a little thrown off by what was going on, especially when the voice sounded out and something spoke through it. He had no idea what was being said or what was happening, only that the Saiyans had quickly sped off to do whatever they had to do. He didn’t know what would happen, he barely knew a ship like this had cannons and those weapons were greatly outdated on his planet; hell, he didn’t even think hurling a rock through space as a projectile would do much. Looking to Yumi and Choi, his attention quickly turned to Shu who was bouncing, tugging at his arm.

“We should follow them!” Shu squeaked, trying to get T’charrl to follow him. Shu had no idea what was going on or why they were being attacked, but he wanted to help and the only way he knew how was to follow the others. It didn’t sound good at all, he didn’t know what they were supposed to do in a situation like this. After a brief moment of confusion, T’charrl soon agreed and began to run with Shu, trying to catch up with the blurs.

Choi was feeling a little frightened himself, one wrong move could mean they’d be right back in the arms of their enslavers and possibly to the labs for their stupidity. It freaked him out quite a lot, but his eyes quickly went to Yumi as he pulled at her hand, “Let’s go! We can’t let them go at this alone, we gotta help”, he spoke quickly, giving a quick nod while making attempts to get Yumi to come with him, “We can’t end up back in Saiyan hands, right? We just earned our freedom…”