Kassava broke out into a smirk, watching the ball she had tossed neatly land into Majin Bara's hand. Her blue and red aura suddenly dissipated into thin air with a small explosive surge of wind, reverting back to her normal state. She let out a satisfactory grunt, turning her head away from Vegetto who wildly gripped the sides of his head with a furious roar, and nodding once to Snow.
"Sorry for leaving you alone...but trust me...it'd be better for everyone if my husband loses this little contest. He's starting to take things a little too seriously."
Vegetto's glare went wide eyed, his arms still flailing.
"What the hell are you doing?! You just gave them a free elimination!!"
Kassava snorted, turning her head from Snow and slowly walking off the field.
"Course I did. Maybe I would've tried harder if you didn't act like a jealous ass all over again."
Vegetto's glare rested on Kassava, preparing to respond but suddenly shifting his stare to the side at Spina's questioning. His rage quickly found a new target, fully turning to face towards the injured Saiyan.
"You...this is all your fault."
The Potara fusion barely lifted his eyes at the scepter lowering in between him and Spina, Whis' narrowed eyes looking down at him.
"Calm down, Vegetto. Save it for the training."
Whis' eyes widened with a gasp, the abrupt clang of metal ringing out as Vegetto slapped the staff out from in front of him, the metal rod having been knocked out of Whis' grip much to the taller angel's surprise and landing a few feet away on the ground. Vegetto's glare remained locked on Spina, his hands balling into fists.
"If it wasn't for your need to show off that little form of yours, we'd still have a team. Now we're down to one because of your need to showboat!!"