Everyone stared in shock; none of them had ever sensed a power like this before. On some level, it frightened them.
Brutilia surveyed the Z warriors. His hearing picked up their quickened heartbeats. He could smell the sweat forming on their foreheads. He could sense the fear growing within their hearts. He snickered to himself. "This is gonna be fun." He thought. He glanced sideways to see Elislowly regain her footing. It was his cue to fight.
Faster then anything the Z senshi had ever seen; he launched himself at her. His fist came up to meet her stomach, doubling her over slightly. His other fist came up to meet her face and sent her standing somewhat straight. And as she tried to recover from this attack, he spun behind her and kicked her in the back hard enough to once again send her flyingon her faceback to the middle of the room.
Trunks looked over to Eli's mother and brothers. What he saw didn't just sicken him, it digusted him. They were happy, Kira was gigling and clapping her hands at Brutilia's overpowering attacks. Icer and Frost were both leaning against the wall near their mother, smug looks plastered on their faces. Unknown to the Z warriors; at that very moment they all shared one, single idea. The idea of bashing in the faces of every, single one of them.
Meanwhile, Brutilia made his way over to Eli. She struggled to pick her self to her knees.Brutilia pulled his right leg back and kicked her hard in the ribs, forcing her back onto her face. When she was still down, he kicked her again and again in the ribs.
"What the hell is the matter with you! Stop!" Various Z warriors screamed from their place on the wall. Brutilia halted his attack and turned. "Pick on someone your own size." Vegeta snarled meanacingly.
Vegeta never had a real, special place in his heart for Eli. Often, he felt that he downright hated the little bitch. But she was a fellow warrior. And no one he considered a warrior should be treated like Eli was being treated now.
Brutilia's face came within inches of Vegeta's, his massive hand closing around his throat. "You want me to stop?" He asked. "Maybe you'd like to take her place?" With that he pulled his clenched fist back, ready to strike.
Eli crawled to her feet, making sure Brutilia saw and heard her get up. You just didn't hit anyone Eli cared about. Even if it was an arrogent saiayan prince she usually couldn't stand.
Brutilia released Vegeta's throat and turned around, holding the most sadistic look on his face. "Not had enough, huh?". Eli gulped. Brutilia leapt at her, once again commencing the slaughter.
It must've continued like this for maybe twenty or thirty minutes. Every time Brutilia hit Eli, he made sure he hit her hard enough to keep her standing for a few more blows. Only when she went down did Brutilia relent in the least. When she tried to regain her footing was he the cruelest. He would kick her to a point where she needed to be hauled back to her feet. This was also the time when Brutilia would make belittling comments to her. No blow to low. Everything from being illegitement, to just calling her a worthless piece of trash.
The final blow was soon to come.