So Viral could hit pretty hard still, that was going to be kept well in Yumi's thoughts. It wouldn't take a ton of punches like that to hurt her, inadvertently or otherwise, so she had to be careful. Losing her balance after only two good strikes she had to recover hastily, springing up into the air to take a brief second of reprieve from the fight. Not even thinking twice about it the Beastman then used Ki to push herself towards the ground, using the speed and force of it to throw a flurry of blows of her own. Slowly settling onto the ground she didn't relent, continuing to throw rapid punches to keep her sparring partner well on edge and unable to retaliate. A good few hit, but comparatively they did little to harm Viral, his strike a fair bit stronger. As one punch landed on his chest Yumi was startled as Viral abruptly surged forward, all but ignoring her strikes. With a faint yelp she then took one punch, then another, and a third. Hastily putting up her guard she crossed her arms over her head, stepping back once more as she tried to avoid taking big blows. A good strike to her side made her lean over, and another hit alongside her head nearly knocked her clean off her feet. In a slight daze from that she dropped her guard, taking another big hit that got her right in the sternum, knocking her off her feet and onto her back.

Winded for a moment Yumi laid where she was, staring up at the sky in silent surprise. Where in the world had that come from? She'd had Viral on the ropes, and somehow he had come around and decked her like it was nothing. Lifting her head to look at the Beastman she debated on going on, wondering what point there was in doing so. Scarcely out of the fight and with nothing else to do Yumi ultimately decided to keep going, opting to see just how long either of them could hold out. Putting her hands to either side of her head she rolled back, pushing herself up and away on her hands from her friend. Once on her feet she rushed across the ground, and when close enough she made a small jump, swinging her body around and sending a hard roundhouse kick in Viral's direction. If she landed from that she'd try a kick to the midsection, and continue with quick strikes with her legs, figuring she might have more luck then.

Takeshi didn't quite get the whole delight over being called an 'alien'. In his experience it had always had a negative connotation, coming from people that either hated you or feared you, often times both. T'charrl couldn't possibly know how that was, he'd never been anywhere but here so far. Sooner or later the Kaesstrian was going to be exposed to the bad side of space travel, it definitely was not all fun and games. He might be willing to join them now for example, but that could quite drastically change upon their first encounter with a Saiyan. Offering up a few words of encouragement the Saiyan smiled, glad to hear his friend was getting the gist of what he was being told. "Yeah, you got it T'charrl," Takeshi said, giving his friend a thumbs up, "Mind over matter. A big part of control after all is mental, and being able to think through things. You've got to have a sharp focus to properly control your power. And everyone gives me flak for being dim or thick-skulled. I'm not either of those..." Frowning to himself the Saiyan sat up once more, looking over the edge of the cliff. Unable to really see Shu any longer he sighed, cupping his hands around his mouth and shouting down. "Shu? What are you doing down there?"

"Sh... Shu? Alien...?" the creature repeated uncertainly, cocking its head in question. What was this thing? Alien... That word sounded familiar, those other visitors had used it to refer to him and his kin. This one looked like the others had too, which might well mean he was a threat. The ones before had been awfully frightening and strong, and a few of their people had disappeared because of those brutes. This one didn't seem as intense or menacing however, he shouldn't be too hard to deal with. Feeling the need to protect his family the male stepped forward again, stretching his claws and raising his shoulders slightly, trying to look menacing. "We live here... Our home. Not your home, don't belong here. Hurt my son...? I hurt you..." Growling softly the creature advanced again, however he soon stopped at a soft squeaking sound, looking back over his shoulder to see his child run from the mother, past him and to Shu where he clung to his pant leg once more.

"Friend! Friend! Get food, not mean!" the child said, nuzzling up to Shu's leg defensively. Looking up at the Saiyan he smiled, gesturing to the berry bush as he looked back to his parents. "In home, no hurt me. Help me eat, keep me safe, I know. Friend Shu, not mean Shu."