Tsubomi had managed to dodge the metal spears aimed at her though not without a small yelp of panic as she did.

But she was in the air now, hands balled into fists at her sides. A pink glow was enveloping her hands yet she did not raise them. Not right away. Not when she realized that, to her, the Surfer seemed to be hesitating.

"If you didn't care then you wouldn't be talking to us, right? Please-- it isn't too late to stop this, it can't be!"

There was no hiding the desperate tone of her voice nor the sympathetic look on her face.

"Just like Sam said, your master could go somewhere else. Some place with no people and spare the lives of everyone here!"