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"FOR LORD HEETA!" The cries of determination from the many soldiers threatened to cross the planet, even in the middle of his own fight Dashide could hear the battle cries loud and clear. Their confidence and willpower astounded him, even against odds that were demonstrated to be impossible, they were prepared to fight for their cause. The Arcosian couldn't help but smirk. Lord Heeta could ask for no finer followers While he didn't want any casualties, he would not forbid these men from fighting for their Lord, he could only hope that he wins his current battle and is able to aid in theirs.

His scouter COM was still on for the moment and with a quick glance to the remaining opponents he attempted a few pieces of advice towards his comrades. "Do not underestimate your enemy, men. The green one is a Namekian, a race known for their healing abilities and, as you can see, self-regeneration. I suggest attacking the heavily wounded warrior first before the Namekian has a chance to make her an even bigger threat. Fight with vigour, for Lord Heeta!"

The Saiyin in front of him seemed to have the same distaste for any more killing as him, but as her partner has already proved. A peace would be improbable.

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The battle cries of many Soldiers filled the battleground, some charging towards the suggested blue target, while others sought to hold off the healer. The name of their Lord left the mouths of many, their spirits rising as they began their assault yet again.