Lilo had been struck in the dead center of his chest with enough force to send him barreling into the brick wall behind him. It's a shock -- defeated, thrown to the side like a bag of waste. His tattered pride did little to help him stand as the behemoth towered over. The two of them, both menacing enough in themselves. The changeling pressed it's forearm into the ground in a feeble attempt to stand, but that was met by a boot, knocking it right over. A sword, gleaming dignity -- it rained down with the might of a namekian, claiming a crevice in the creature's chest.

Blood spurted like a sprinkler, but this was not done quietly. He screamed out in agony. "Agghhh!.." reluctantly so, it was an instinct for him to yell. He hadn't been forced to this point before, but that's when he realized it. What was a changeling without their pride?.. In a flash of golden energy, the being expanded, masked by the vibrant evolutionary light. Beyond the shroud of ki, his form morphed to match that of his brother's. A sudden spike in energy is clear. The final form was here now, the first showcase of Lilo's true power. Standing wasn't a challenge now; the creature pushed back up to his feet with minimal effort. While his stand was still wobbly, blood leaking out the wound in it's chest -- he manages to turn and announce to the namekian,

"I want to fight you alone."