There was definitely a similar look both Daikon and Naasu: complete awe. Neither one saw Tarrok as a Super Saiyan. Neither one couldn't believe it.<br/><br/>Though, Naasu didn't get much of a chance to really stare at her brother as a fist came towards her. The white haired Saiyan shifted, taking the blow on the shoulder as she shielded her nephew. There was a quick growl followed by a very unhappy volley of blows that left the other Saiyan struggling to get away. She wouldn't stop though. Years of anger just exploding through her as she violently assaulted one of the people that took away her freedom.<br/><br/>Eventually, he dropped to the ground only to be finished off by a well placed energy blast directly to the heart. Daikon gasped as he rested against his aunt's body. Those blue eyes just stared at his first dead body. It honestly scared him far more than he would like. He shook like a leaf. This wasn't how the day was supposed to go.<br/><br/>The rest of the group continued their assault on Tarrok, a bit more worried about their lives than before. It wasn't every day you went up against a Super Saiyan and lived. Despite this, dying in battle against an opponent was better then the certain death they were to face if they returned defeated.