Yumi was adamant about helping Viral still, regardless of the sheer scale of their foe. Yet the words he had given her, they didn't have the same bite to them as the ones before. He was still in a way telling her to leave this to him, but in a manner that expressed concern even. Really his tone hadn't been much different, but for someone who knew him as well as she did it had been enough. While she wouldn't utterly leave the place still she would give him the space he wanted to battle, for the time being at least. Nodding her head Yumi moved herself over to one of the innermost pillars, leaning against it and trying to relax herself. Just the size difference between the creature and Viral had her all worked up, and they hadn't even seen what it could do just yet. Yumi swallowed back a bit of her nerves, her gaze locked on her friend while he moved back a ways from their opponent. Curiosity spread across her features watching him take on a strange stance, and her eyes widened a bit seeing the glowing energy he gathered. When he disappeared into said energy, and what resulted from it all had her jaw near on the floor in shock. Viral, if this was indeed still the Beastman she knew, was now a giant mech, wielding two blades and sporting a pretty angry face to boot. Since when in the world had he been able to do that?

"Advantage...? I guide them and ask for payment in turn for my services... I see no one taking advantage here," the creature pointed out, speaking in an almost bored monotone. "I must warn you little one, it is not wise to threaten me. I'll not say it again, leave this place now." Quite the boisterous critter this man was turning out to be. What was he supposed to be anyways, the champion of the people? It was amusing in a way how blissfully unaware of the situation he seemed to be, and how determined he was to tackle this battle on his own. Like Yumi he was curious when the Beastman released the energy, watching with an unwavering gaze as the Enki was formed before his very eyes. Now that was an interesting little trick, it earnestly had the 'god' intrigued in his opponent now. Cocking his head to the side a bit when a stance was assumed by Viral the creature sincerely wasn't sure what to make of it. Yes he had gotten bigger, but the creature still wasn't exactly imposing. Letting out a soft sigh he began to reach out with one hand, trying to grab up Viral and simply squash him. "Nevertheless, you're going to die all the same," the creature remarked, "now though however die in a tin coffin."

Were he not trying to not be eaten right now Takeshi may actually have had a moment to enjoy his brief victory. Getting some clearly good strikes with the sword did some good to bolster his confidence with a blade, and maybe he could actually do something with it. Just as he was getting a rhythm going the second monster intervened, and it was all he could do to lie against the injured one to avoid being tackled. With one out of the way for the moment he could focus on the other, at least making it a one on one. Sending a quick look to the nearby den he opted to run off again, this time heading towards the grass. Diving right into the brush he sent a look over his shoulder, bittersweet that his plan was working. Takeshi figured he could try to confuse it in here, perhaps even make it get lost. If he could get the element of surprise then he should be able to slay the creature... Provided his work with the sword hadn't been just a fluke. Hearing the beast's ragged and ferocious breathing behind him he picked up the pace, throwing in a little zig-zag in his step as he tried to throw his chaser off his path.

Back by the den the injured creature was having a difficult time of things. While its kind didn't bleed it could still be injured, and the sword had certainly done the job. Mist was slipping out of its deep wounds now, and it had trouble getting up. That problem was further complicated when a large weight slammed onto its back, knocking it back into the dirt. Now the dusty one was on top of it, and with a near lame arm it could get up properly. Feeling the claws dig into its hide the monster roared angrily, trying to shake its attacker off as best it could to no avail. The gashes were made bigger, and with it more mist escaped from the wounds. The area around the injuries remained intact, but if T'charrl was to look down he'd notice that the hind legs of the beast were beginning to vanish. A curious thing about the monsters and how they worked. If a portion of them was lopped off it vanished, much like on the ship. Now, with a vital area in risk, it could sacrifice other parts of it to protect said areas, in this case a leg. However as the Kaesstrian continued to work it over the monster had to forgo more and more of itself, beginning to whittle away steadily. If this was kept up then pretty soon there would be no more beast.