Cam frowned, he hadn't attained very many eyes within the Ikondan Collective. Such information of a super destroyer ship wasn't known, the Dominion, much to the Ikondans soon to be chargrin, had uncovered such information. "Can you do that Meiku?" Cam would ask towards his newfound friend, "Or at least get us some way for you all to be able to travel through space unhindered? Masks might work for the rest of you," Cam offered. He then looked over towards Onyon, "What's the catch though? What does the Dominion want?" Cam knew Freedom never came cheaply, chances are they would ask him to attack somewhere with him.

He glanced towards Absolut, seeming to weigh all his options before asking Onyon, "Would you have me turn on the Galactic Empire? Or simply remove a few obstacles from the Dominion? You're all clearly good at running an army, but as far as government and economics go, your trade was so easily disrupted by the Galactic Empire. Maybe Kabocha can feed the Dominion and supply some troops, or ships to attack with," Cam suggested, trying to avoid any direct involvement if possible, most alliances were quite fragile, if he could broker in such a manner that his forces stayed out of most of the bigger brawls, he would have more strength and power than any of the other factions that were still remaining when the dust settled. Cam, for better or worse, knew when to pick his battles. Saiyans didn't always, though the fact that Onyon was offering an Alliance deal rather than fight spoke volumes of his intelligence of the basic Saiyan masses. Though a thought struck him, "And tell me Onyon, is this offer from Radia herself, or is it from you?"

His ego clawing at him as always, though he didn't like the idea of being insulted, of being an afterthought to these other factions. It was a strange duality, that afterthought, that ability to underestimate his forces and Cam's own power had served him well, and had a brawl against the Dominion taken place, chances are they still would have underestimated the Kabochan fleet, though not nearly as much as the Dominion had done previously. Regardless, if the chance to destroy the longest lived enemy of his race was at hand, he had to take it, "If you can make it happen Meiku, then we should. If we take down their ship, or better yet, commandeer it for our purposes," Cam chortled with a tone of mischievousness. He could be a real shitter if he got his hands on that kind of firepower. "Get us to it and we take it or destroy it. I like it. Surgical and precise. I'll pass orders along. We move on my mark."

It would take a few minutes for the Kabochan fleet to relax. For the details of the deal that had been struck to travel across the fleet, then down to Kabocha. Cam had struck a deal with the Saiyans.

Later, when the battle was all over, a formal Ceasefire order would be drafted, no doubt. For now Crusher Corp and Dominion forces were about to tag-team one of the most technologically developed species in the galaxy. Armored and standing on the bridge, Cam would give the order. "Mark." He would watch and wait for the Saiyan fleet to move towards Ikonda, unless this was all part of an elaborate trap to split the fleet. Though Atreus and Cam's war cruisers were likely to be a part of the attack plan, all in all the Crusher Corp had nearly fifty ships that would appear in a close proximity to the Ikondan Super Destroyer that was under construction, "All hands open fire. Make sure to fire in relay, pound their shields as much as possible!"

Orders given Cam would depart to the hangar. They had a plan, either to go in via space suits or via portals, whichever was more readily supplied. Duria would be prepping Absolut in the time, putting armor and a scouter on the boy, "Now I know you can sense power levels but your enemy doesn't know that. If you look like a low level goon they'll assume that's what you are," he recommended, "Their attacks towards you will be shoddy one-offs, things you can easily deflect or dodge, when you retaliate make them pay for underestimating you," clasping his charge on the shoulder, "Don't forget to breathe and don't forget to focus. Ikondans aren't Saiyans, but they're not slouches either." When it was time Cam would appear in the doorway to collect the Frost demon, "It's time," both departing together to their transportation, whatever form it may come in.

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WC:782 Emperor Absolut Cassava Atreus

Cam didn't need to suit up really, he put a mask and suit on all the same though, it being made of a mesh that stretched over his entire body, it generated an atmosphere inside the suit that was both sterile and mostly oxygen, Cam hated the taste, the air on his planet far more riddled with gasses that had stressed the evolution of the Kabochan species as a whole, though breathing such pure oxygen almost seemed to get Cam a little high, his expression calm in an intense, anxiety-ridden euphoria. In times before fighting the Kabochan often played music over his scouter. While he enjoyed it often, in these situations it helped him focus and find his center. To block everything out and focus on the thing he had precise and minute control over: Energy.

Even before the fleet would follow in pursuit, Cam was reaching out with his senses, taking a tally of every Ikondan warrior and Saiyan fighter that was clashing right now. It allowed for a real-time sense of battle control, so when they appeared through the portal inside the ikondan shields, aboard the super destroyer, Cam glanced down one hallway, then another, "Lets take out the shield generators, works smarter not harder, keep your suits at the ready. The moment we bring them down you have to hit this ship with everything you have," Cam spoke through an open channel on his scouter both to Coca and Onyon, his scouter would point him in the direction of the generator, Cam inhaled, then exhaled, his energy starting to rise as his hands began to spark with raw power, "You all may want to stand back," a growl forming at the back of his throat Cam prepared to open fire. From the portal came a squad of Crusher Corp. mercenaries, Cam's chosen retinue, a mixture of Kabochan, Saiyan, Meatian and a trio Lizard-like humanoid Xeno's. Some carried assault weaponry while others merely charged ki blasts. Locked and loaded though, Cam gave the order, "After my initial blast, open fire on the defenses."

The leader of the platoon, Sergeant Scald, a lizard man xeno with green and brown speckled scales and amber eyes nodded. He leveled a repeater rifle and changed the settings on his scouter to isolate and identify Ikondan defenses, "You heard the man," he said to his squad who followed suit. "Absolut, you and Meiku should pair up and take out as many shield generators as you can, Atreus, raise some hell and draw their fire away from the shield generators, if you can take out their automated defenses by all means." Energy powered up Cam opened fire, a beam from each hand spat forth with blindingly bright white, gold and red energy aimed for the nearby shield generator. The moment his beam made impact Scald would shout, "Open fire! Keep ready for incoming!" Gunfire and energy bursts filling the air as the race to destroy the ship from the inside and outside before it could do any true damage was on!

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