As the alien foe herded crowds of civilians into their fantastical ships, a small pang of morality echoed throughout Masa. Typically he'd leave people to their own devices, after all, he was no hero. All the same, he couldn't let the invaders steal away with these people. At that moment, Masa climbed back onto his bike, revving it once and sending it into a magnificent charge, headed straight for the alien ship. As his vehicle roared closer, the aliens had finished their business, and the spacecraft had begun its slow ascent. 

Knowing that there was no longer any chance of boarding it from the ground, Masa focused his mind and moved to stand on the bike's seat, arms held perpendicular to his body to retain balance. Just feet from the open back of the spacecraft, Masa's bike had begun to lose its control, and wobbled from side to side as it continued forward. Knowing time was short, Masa summoned Locomotive Breath, whose sudden and powerful kick downwards skyrocketed Masa high enough to grasp the edge of the alien carrier, while at the same time destroying Masa's motorcycle. With his guardian's strength, Masa was able to slowly stand up, prepared to face the crew of the spacecraft as it soared through the cityscape.