Speeding towards the battlefield, Ochazuke used the clouds as a crude measure of altitude as he approached. Through the expansion of Kyokushin Keihatsu the nearer he came to the combat the clearer the shape of it became to him.
How arrogant, this Sorceress. But this Saiyan Killer...
Slowing as he moved ever closer, he expanded his sense-awareness through the faintest vector of ki, between the combatants - specifically seeking that elusive one - and into the hewn terrain and the hollows of the Wastes to find any hint of the prepared energies from the evening's endeavours.
"We've arrived."
Straightening his stance, Ochazuke loosened the sleeves of his cloak and aired out its pockets as he spoke to the four Channel Foci Etrina left with him; the little Green one he seized directly and snapped to attention.
"Your creator seems to have some portion of the battle well in hand, attacking the Sorceress in tandem with Ishtar" he said, "So you all may yet have a moment to prepare."