The one benefit to droids of any kind, was that they were harder, if possible at all, to sense ki from. Which meant that as much as Trunks had his attention focused on the task at hand, occasional checks meant he could keep track of Ahsoka's presence too. A bit shaky--but he couldn't tell if that was because of her or him. Not when he was doing his best to play decoy and shield and distraction.
The normal droids were fine, but those tank hits reminded him all too well of 17 and 18. There were more than 2 of them as well... Moving on instinct and automatic against a group of commandos, Trunks took the moment to assess himself internally.
Definitely not going to be able to take another hit from one of those tanks--directly would knock him cold, and indirectly would likely knock him out of Super Saiyan and hurt. Badly. Hopefully Ahsoka would be able to keep that from happening.
Given how they'd worked so far in the week they'd known each other, he trusted her. The reverberations of an explosion had his attention piqued. Then he smirked--and yes, he trusted her. Which meant keeping his promise; sword drawn and focused as he went to work moving through groups of commandos and dekas, then paying special attention to try and find IGs and take them out. Expending a bit more power to blast them from afar as needed, while closer-in he focused on good old-fashioned melee and hand to hand.
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The normal droids were fine, but those tank hits reminded him all too well of 17 and 18. There were more than 2 of them as well... Moving on instinct and automatic against a group of commandos, Trunks took the moment to assess himself internally.
Definitely not going to be able to take another hit from one of those tanks--directly would knock him cold, and indirectly would likely knock him out of Super Saiyan and hurt. Badly. Hopefully Ahsoka would be able to keep that from happening.
Given how they'd worked so far in the week they'd known each other, he trusted her. The reverberations of an explosion had his attention piqued. Then he smirked--and yes, he trusted her. Which meant keeping his promise; sword drawn and focused as he went to work moving through groups of commandos and dekas, then paying special attention to try and find IGs and take them out. Expending a bit more power to blast them from afar as needed, while closer-in he focused on good old-fashioned melee and hand to hand.