Return to the Negaverse, Part 18-7

Let’s see how long it’ll take me to get motivated to finish this.

Part 18-7: Pirate Wars: The Orbital Archipelago

Tnacsuroc (Music: “Smokey Peak” from DK Returns.)

The Weapon Refineries were comparable to a volcano, flooded with molten metal and the smiths only able to work on islands or platforms suspended above the lava. “Cough! Mean, it’s so steamy in here!” Asia said. She and Lirpa had infiltrated the factory via a vent, letting off on a walkway just above the lava. “I’ll have a hard time bending in here.”

“Please, hot air is still air.”

“It’s hard to breathe, okay?! I don’t know why we didn’t consider getting Ikuyim’s sister. Yllehs could’ve gotten her to cooperate. Or, heck, Yllehs could’ve helped. We still haven’t ruled out if this guy’s a Logia.”

“I still feel confident taking him on my own.”

“If you say so.”

Lirpa jumped stable platforms and used Haki to kick down Lava Bubbles, Magtails, and any fire-coated creature that targeted her. There were metal barrels that would bob in the lava from her steps. She had to jump up slanted platforms alongside a wall, with lavafalls pouring every few seconds over certain areas. They would reach larger areas where soldiers would attack with fiery ball-and-chains or burning swords. There was an area where Lirpa had to run up a slide and jump globs of lava that would flow by. And because we need more Donkey Kong homages, there was a segment where they had to ride a small hot air balloon across the lava. Asia used airbending to steer them around and keep them elevated.

The girls entered a large cauldron with a wide, grated foothold. Asia offered to hold back a horde of soldiers while Lirpa crossed the bridge to the obvious boss arena. A mass of lava emerged through the grate and shaped Vice-Admiral Mada. “HAH! Just the filly I wanted to see! Well, with a bod like that, you ain’t that much of a filly. You’re just about -17, right?”

“EW!! Where are you going with this?! And I don’t turn until Lirpa!”

“I’ll put it straight, chickadee! My time ran out a while ago! Only just unhooked my chi-blocks ’cause I knew you were coming. I…I can’t hold on, anymore…” Mada began trembling, morphing into a golem of lava.

“W-What?!” Lirpa backed up in terror. “What are you?!”

“I ate the Human-Human Fruit, Model: Cherufe. I can only control the volcano spirit inside me… if I eat a virginal maiden once every month. I need to eat a new one now!”

“V-Virginal?!” Lirpa flushed in offense. “That’s none of your business, buddy! Is the reason you were keeping me as your maid so you could fucking eat me?!”

“I had a whole line of ladies willin’ to die for me, but ain’t none of them were fiery like you. You got the right juice for me, Lirpa. If I eat you, I might have enough control for TWO months!”

“Wow… you’d have to be a seriously cracked virgin to eat a Devil Fruit like that. Maybe we made a mistake with this matchup after all. Oh well.” Lirpa hardened her leg and KICKED Mada up in the jaw, knocking him into the lava. “You’ll still be fine for a workout.” (Music: “Fleet Glide Galaxy” from Mario Galaxy!)

Mada emerged from one side of the platform, spitting lava balls that Lirpa easily evaded. When she got closer, the beast swiped his molten hands at her, but Lirpa’s kicks were superior as she deflected them. He dug his hands beneath the lava and tried to emerge them from beneath Lirpa, molding through the grate. With each dodge, she threw a kick at the arms, but Mada suddenly thrusted a fist from his chest. Her shoes hardened, Lirpa ran up the molten arm without getting burned and KICKED Mada upside the chin. As he reeled back, Lirpa ran up the slanting arm and kicked the wrist before dropping to the foothold. The beast backed up a great distance and threatened to charge Lirpa head-on. Lirpa raced back across the bridge, crouched down, and scraped her shoes along the bridge. When Mada charged, Lirpa dashed as well, so both met in the center of the field as Lirpa thrusted a leg deep into his stomach.

Mada blew back, hacking boiling blood. He retreated and began to splash waves of lava over the platform. Thankfully, the waves were irregularly shaped, so she could dodge between gaps. But Mada spread his arms and came at her with a full length wave. Lirpa squatted, built strength, and leapt over the wave before thrusting a kick to his head. Mada fumed in anger and erupted a storm of meteors from his brain. Lirpa eyed the sky and evaded the meteors, but a couple of them contained solid boulders and landed on the grate. Mada was shifting side-to-side, but with careful aiming, Lirpa kicked each boulder to wham him in the head. Mada stretched his arms to either side and attempted to CLAP Lirpa, who flipped upside-down and thrusted legs to either side to push them away.

She then quickly flipped out, the hands closing, then she flipped above to deal a leg chop down on the conjoined hands. She applied more pressure to keep them pinned down, but Mada grew aggravated, and Lirpa got off before she got too hot. The angry Mada charged her, but Lirpa seized this chance for another kick to the—Mada sank into the lava and emerged from directly beneath her. Lirpa did the splits against his mouth, suspending it open, but she had to duck down the front when his hands clapped up. She landed and kicked him in the stomach, and as he reeled back, Lirpa kicked away, then quickly dashed for the rebound and leapt to kick him in the chest. Mada bellowed and began to violently lash at her, Lirpa countering his hand-swipes with kicks and seizing any chance to jump off the hands and kick him in the jaw.

“So, if he doesn’t eat a victim, he loses his rational thinking and just attacks like an animal. That’ll only wear you down faster. Time to heat up myself!” Lirpa retreated and rapidly spun on one leg, building kinetic energy until that leg turned red with intense heat. Mixing it with Haki, she and Mada engaged in an all-out brawl, her heightened leg puncturing his defense with greater force. Mada would try repeatedly to sink and emerge beneath Lirpa, dodging his mouth or hands each time and only kicking the head. Earlier, Mada made attempts to dodge her attacks, but his combat competence seemed to slip away with his humanity.

Still, he at least knew enough to realize these techniques were getting him nowhere, so the lava giant decided to rise to full height. He attempted to stomp on Lirpa, but some firm kicks to the ankles caused him to topple. Her Burning Leg then stomped him in the crotch, and she followed with a series of flip-kicks across his back before firmly kicking him in the head. Lirpa quickly leapt back to the platform. Mada shrank and morphed back into his Faunus form, losing consciousness. Lirpa’s Burning Leg cooled down, but she slumped into a squat position out of exhaust.

“Nice job, Lirpa!” Asia flapped over. “You really got Armament Haki down to a T! Did you get burned at all?”

“Nothing significant, but if I work out any more, my legs are gonna fall off.”

“You could use a new pair of shoes, too.” The brand new pair Lirpa had brought into this battle were already torn and scorched beyond repair. “Looks like I’ll be hauling you both out of here.”

“I’ve got enough strength to carry him. Let’s-” The factory began to rumble. “Huh? An earthquake?!”

“We’d better go now!”

…

“Hey, is anybody else feeling this?” Aliehs asked into her communicator.

“We aren’t just feeling it!” Arorua responded. “We’re seeing it! A bunch of towns are rising out of the ground!”

“Sir Ovi ordered a mass evacuation to a bunch of ‘Safe Zones.’” Yrrah replied. “But it looks like… oh, no! Those Safe Zones are…!”

The Safe Zones used rockets to detach from the planet’s surface and leave the atmosphere. They each had Oxygen Bubble projectors to keep them alive, but even the citizens were baffled by the sudden development. “Jar har har har har har!” However, one district would learn the horrifying truth as the Swimming Swede loomed beyond its border. “Pity that an Emperor can’t even set foot in his own territory.” Jarg landed on the metallic shore. “It’s time I take control of this war!” The citizens cried as metal cocoons were bent up to confine them.

“I think I understand.” Arorua responded. “They’re moving a bunch of people outside the atmosphere so that Jarg can have better control of his territory.”

“We felt the earthquake, but it doesn’t seem like the weapon factory was part of the Safe Zone.” Asia mentioned. “This is gonna make fighting Jarg more dangerous though, now that he has all that metal to bend.”

“Well, the mission’s still the same, ain’t it?” Aliehs asked. “We gotta bust the admirals, get their chips out, and get ’em on our side. So, we going after my mom or what?”

“Yeah, Aliehs, we’ll get right on it. Let’s make sure Lirpa and Aliehs get picked up first.”

“Eirik, how’s your mission coming along?” Arorua asked.

…

“It’d be great if this dopey jerk would leave us alone!” Eirik shouted. She and Eelyah were running through the sewer with Ahcom on the latter’s back. Eirik was also bouncing what looked like a metal basketball.

“You huwt my feewings!” whined Probelg, the muscular Cragmite janitor. “I just wanna pway mop with you! Now I mop you da viowent way!”

Neckarb burst out of a hiding place in the wall and shoved Probelg into the other. “You play with me instead!” She raised a big metal dustpan and bashed Probelg with the rim of it. “Hurry, Friend Eelyah! Me beat brute!”

“So long as we never get to hear you talk again!” Eirik retorted, unhesitant in running away.

“That mean, Eirik…” Eelyah moaned.

“Aren’t you used to it by now?”

“I’m not!” yelled the basketball, which was actually Sirhc. “Can you quit bouncing me?!”

“No way, Sirhc, you’re more fun like this!”

The sewer led to a secret entrance under Kcydloz Manor. The four fought their way up and through the military base manor, primarily battling soldiers that specialized in Nature Style, though not on a remarkable level. There were strong voice-automated doors, but Eirik learned to mimic Avlis’s voice and bypass them. “Go away, Skeeto!” Ahcom yelled, flailing her hands.

“The hell is wrong with you?” Eirik asked.

“This stupid mosquito’s been bugging me ever since we got here!”

“It’s just a mosquito, all it’ll do is make you itch!” Eirik argued, unaware that same mosquito landed in her hair. “Suck it up and…uuuuuhhh…”

The kids were repulsed as the mosquito grew into a humanoid hybrid with black hair, ripped jeans, and eyes bent in opposite directions. “ME WIKE A GWOOD DWINK OF BLOOD!”

“WHAT KIND OF ABOMINATION ARE YOU?!” Ahcom screamed.

“ME IMULLI! ZADDY ASK ME TO GET INTWUDERS!”

“Th-th-th-th-th-THIS thing is one of Aullik’s brothers?!” Sirhc exclaimed.

“Uuuuhh…” Eirik moaned like a zombie.

“What you do to Eirik?!” Eelyah yelled.

“I SWUCK HER BWAIN BLOOD AND MAKE HER DUMB. ME DO TO YOU!”

Sirhc curled up and rammed the bug man away. Eelyah picked up Eirik and made a run for it, but was intercepted by Admiral Avlis himself. “GOOD JOB, son! These runts are long due for a world-class whoopin!” The admiral conjured giant Whoopee Cushions, chasing the girls through the mansion and throwing the explosive gas balloons. Eelyah bent Cement Fists at the admiral, but he endured and leapt to land a solid punch to the cavegirl. Eelyah and Eirik slammed against the wall, but when Avlis leapt for the next attack, a pigtailed girl in a black karate robe flew in to kick him. “AKULLA! Did you just attack me?!”

“Where you come from?!” Eelyah exclaimed.

“After a while of being free from mind-control, I decided I’m sick of Dad’s whoopins! But I guess I should’ve mentioned my brother earlier.” She zipped around Avlis and struck from all directions, the father conjuring quick cushions in defense. “He ate the Mosquito Fruit. You can fix her if you give her some water, but make sure he doesn’t get you first!”

“Hey, guys! I found Otullak!” Sirhc called around the corner. Otullak was controlling a mechanical walker and shooting missiles at the Armordillo, Sirhc maneuvering and attempting to roll against its legs. “I think he’s been brainwashed!”

“Imulli found my hideout and knocked me out!” Otullak explained. “Sorry about this, guys!”

“Now all we need is Aullik and Ikullim, wherever that idjit ended up!” Avlis shouted, thrusting his palm at Akulla and blasting her against the wall. “You darn kids have been a pain in my tuckus this past month!”

“Dad, are you crazy?!” Akulla shouted. “You know Davy Jarg is pulling the strings, right? The pirate?! You know the DNK’s trying to save you, right?”

“Jarg, shmarg! I don’t care about any of that drab! Long as I get to keep punk civilians in line, so be it! And that goes double for you little runaways!”

“RAH!” She thrusted her own palm, the water vapor denting her father’s face. “I worked hard for you! I worked hard to earn your respect, to be a good child, a good soldier, but you’re just… A CRIMINAL!”

“I’ll wrap that tongue of yours in a knot!” Avlis buried her in Whoopees, followed by a clustered explosion.

Eelyah brought Eirik into a bathroom, holding her under a sink with the water turned on. “This big bathroom.” she noticed. “Eelyah hope this works…”

Imulli had buzzed into the room, eyes set on Eelyah. It may not do any good to suck her dimwitted brain, but those big feet seemed brimming with blood, and it would sure weaken her bending. “Nnn!” Ahcom leapt from behind the trashcan and smacked the bug to the floor. Imulli tried to fly, but her Gentle Swat numbed his wings. “Now that I know you’re a person, you’re somehow easier to notice. But you’re still creepy!!” She began to step on Imulli with her little sneaker, but the bug endured the soft-weighted girl. He puffed back to his hybrid form, Ahcom tumbling off as she backed up in panic.

“YOU WON’T WOOK APPEWIZING. BUT MAKE WUICK SNACK!” He thrusted his stinger, Ahcom dodged with the utmost panic. I mean, what child would want to be bitten by the ugliest mosquito in existence? Ahcom ran into a toilet stall, climbed on it, and jumped to grab a coat hook as she climbed onto the wall. Imulli broke into the stall and thrusted his stinger up, Ahcom nimbly evading most of them, but the stinger grazed her arm just as she got up. There was an air freshener capsule just at her level, so she leapt, grabbed, and swung to the opposite stall wall. Her brief weight caused the capsule to detach, smashing against Imulli’s eyes. The freshener burned his eyes, and Imulli could just barely make out Ahcom’s form. She clambered up as she hurriedly balanced across the stall doors.

Ahcom seemed to jump into a stall, so Imulli crawled above it. Ahcom was frantically clinging the seat of a toilet, her arms and legs stretched either way while her body hung over the water. Imulli shot his stinger down, but Ahcom pulled up enough so that the stinger just punctured the bottom of her skirt. Imulli thought he punctured the flesh and began to suck the “blood” as necessary. …However, he was slurping from the toilet beneath her… and it hadn’t been flushed for a while. Needless to say, Imulli caught a terrible sickness and passed out into the stall.

“EUGH!” Eirik screamed after blood returned to her brain. “Holy shit, I was…I was stupid!” She grabbed her brain in panic. “I was freaking stupid! You freaking saved me, Eelyah!”

“Eirik welcome.” Eelyah smiled. “Me know Eirik no want to be stupid.”

“WHERE DID YOU TWERPS GO?!” Avlis broke down the door, holding Akulla by the head.

“HEY, THIS IS THE GIRLS’ ROOM!”

“NO IT’S NOT!”

“…” Eirik noticed the urinals. “Oh. Even so, ARGH!” She shot a sudden soundwave at Avlis’ arm, making him drop Akulla. Eelyah bent cement to grab and pull her over. “You got me to deal with now! Eelyah, go see if Sirhc needs help!”

“Okay!” As Eirik pelted Avlis with sound blasts, Eelyah rolled out the door. Avlis sent Whoopee Missiles at Eirik, bursting into clouds of gas. The gas wasn’t particularly noxious, but it prevented her from taking good breaths and unleashing strong soundwaves. Instead, Eirik clapped her hands to send shockwaves at the admiral, Avlis enduring as he lunged for a punch. Eirik ducked and punched him in the crotch, running to press on a blow-dryer. Eirik amplified its noise and channeled it against Avlis, but he conjured a Whoopee to pin over its nozzle. The Whoopee inflated and exploded, shrouding the bathroom in a harmless, but stuffy gas.

Akulla dashed to shove Eirik away when Avlis threw a punch. “I’ll help you out. Just let me get set up.” She rushed to throw a kick at her father’s knee before dodging up to the sinks. She kicked some of the faucets off as water spouted out, but she cranked on one of them as it made a high-pitched noise. “Hah, they never bothered to fix that!” While Akulla thrusted bullets of water at her father, Eirik amplified the sound of the noisy faucet. Avlis used Whoopee Shields to block most of the attacks and dedicated others to shooting the girls. Eirik could screech thin soundwaves to slice his Whoopee Shields. Avlis punched Akulla off the sinks and tore off the one making the noise.

Outside, Eelyah hit a ventilation switch to suck the gas out of the bathroom, allowing Eirik to focus voice attacks better. Avlis lunged at Eirik and grabbed her by the neck, attempting to squeeze it sore. Eirik grabbed a blowhorn from her sweater and squeezed it, blasting Avlis with a strong enough soundwave to blow him through a couple rooms. Avlis formed a long, slightly thin Whoopee to shoot a stream of gas through the wall gaps. Eirik blasted similar beams from her blowhorn, making her way to him and squeezing the horn with shotgun-like rounds. Avlis was eventually able to shoot a tiny Whoopee into it and explode the horn. However, as he fired more Whoopee Missiles, they came out in weaker quality. “Huh?!” Ahcom ran to land another slap to Avlis’s leg, but the child ran upon being spotted. “YOU!” He swiftly grabbed her head and slammed her face-first to the floor.

“NOT COOL, JERK!” Eirik pulled a whistle and blew into it. Avlis conjured a Whoopee to trap Eirik, the cushion inflating from Eirik’s powerful noise. Akulla assaulted him with another onslaught Fishman Karate, but after tanking some hits, Avlis was able to grab and pin her to the floor. He knocked his daughter out with a forceful, different kind of whoopin’. Eirik’s prison kept growing, even as Avlis tried to make it compress and suffocate her, but because Ahcom already weakened his chi, it did naught. Eirik cut a hole in the cushion in Avlis’s very direction, shooting a concentrated, charged, and powerful beam of sound that blew him through all the mansion walls.

Sirhc had been able to take out Otullak’s Egg Walker and subdue him. Eirik’s throat had gone sore and would likely need to rest a while. The DNK arrested Imulli, Avlis, and any other soldiers, ready to haul them off the planet. “I guess we can’t count on you to help us beat Jarg, cough.” Eirik said hoarsely. “But Itaav and Eniram should be enough.”

“Don’t count on it…” Avlis moaned weakly. “Our new vice-admiral… worked with Jarg to upgrade their mind-control devices. They had no reason to use it on me… but those two were top priority… along with that Golden Dreamer.”

“What the piss did he do, cough?!”

…

In another town, Daring Pirates fled from a storm of glass shards. All the windows had broken under Ydnam’s control, and she guided the glass under Horde Prime’s direction. “Ha ha ha ha! Captain, this is a much better use of our time! That unstable dream world was going nowhere. You hid from reality because you couldn’t control it, but we can. Better yet, we’ll make sure no one gets to sleep again! No one will be allowed the freedom of dreams! AGH!” What seemed like a white, spinning pinball rammed Prime’s mech and shoved it a good distance.

“CAPTAAAAIIIN!” The main ship of the Despairagers descended. Urasam, Austin, Okotok, Acanom, and Aluben dropped to the same street as their captain. “Lady Ydnam!” Acanom called.

“Captain…” Aluben spoke calmly. “I was captured by the DNK, so… I couldn’t be there to help you. Sorry…”

“Oh, Aluben. Kids.” Ydnam spoke drolly. “…You aren’t happy, anymore…”

“Your bubbles all popped a few days ago. Honestly… I’m kind of glad. Smiling all the time was starting to hurt.”

“That’s alright… it was a pointless dream, anyway.” Ydnam bent a wave of glass, but Aluben grabbed her arms in bonebending to restrain her control.

“Now that I actually think about it… it wasn’t any different from my mom. Bending my emotions to her preference…”

“You’re right… I was terrible…”

“What are you doing?!” Prime shouted, trying to punch the pinball. “You’re stronger than her, Ydnam! Break free of that bonebending!”

Wodahs uncurled and leapt to kick him in the jaw. “Lady Ydnam has no will to fight. That’s how you’re able to control her in the first place. But not for long, traitor!”

Prime kicked on his mech’s rockets and flew to a rooftop. “Is it superior to the will of technology?!”

The chip at the back of Ydnam’s neck secreted a metallic substance through her veins, her eyes glowing blue. Against her will, she fought free of Aluben’s bending and cast a wave of glass. Austin stretched up a muddy shield to catch some of the glass. Acanom’s Sleep Bubbles were ineffective, so her teammates had no choice but to bombard her with their powers. Austin was hesitant in slamming Ydnam’s own glass against her, but figuring as an Emperor, she could resist the pain. …But that was only before he left some cuts against Ydnam. Without her own willpower, her defenses were waned, but Prime’s new invention kept Aluben from bending her either.

On one of their ships, Xedni and Orataj had attached a computer to a captured Hordak. “You will not succeed! Horde Prime is the ruler of seven galaxies, the ultimate power in the universe! Horde Prime is-”

“Blah blah blah.” Xedni drawled. “We’ll see who rules the seven galaxies when we get done with him.”

“Ruler or not, he’s quite fascinating.” Orataj said, skimming the code. “Prime never let me study his technology while I was in the crew. It seems they’re some kind of cybernetic species that function under a hive mind. I have to wonder if they’re organic or if there’s a creator behind the scenes.”

“As long as they’re cyber, it’s all golden to me. Now, I believe these letters should mean…”

Silver Harbor

Asia and Aliehs rode a DNK ship up to a spaceship harbor town, modeled like a traditional seaside town. A statue of Admiral Eniram was built in her honor in the town’s square, for many of the citizens were big fans of the raccoon. Children bought toys of her, drivers bought bobble heads, and gamers bought DLC of her.

Now their very hero was breaking into their homes and slashing them with her Silver Streaks. “Miss Silver, why are you doing this?!” a mother cried, holding her children close.

“Please stop, Miss Silver!” her son quivered.

“I’m… not…” Eniram’s skin was metallic and her eyes blue. “Please… run…” (Music: “Destroyed Skyworld” from Smash Ultimate.)

Aliehs bashed down hordes of brainwashed soldiers with her Dark Fists and Asia blew others down with her vacuum. The crescent moon hung dully in the black sky. But this very darkness made Aliehs powerful, conjuring huge purple fists of darkness to blow her enemies down. Aliehs had to swim through an underneath some canals to bypass blockades while Asia kept to the sky. Eventually, they made it to a town street with a line of policemen standing guard, the girls approaching from behind. “Mum…” The silver-skinned admiral marched to the police coldly. Then, she threw up her leg and slashed another streak—which Aliehs absorbed into a Dark Sphere.

“Huh? Kid, who are you?” a cop asked.

“Hey, Mum! That ain’t how you treat your fans!” Aliehs threw a Dark Kick that Eniram countered, but Aliehs spun from the impact and threw a punch that forced her mother back.

“That girl’s been fighting all of Eniram’s soldiers!” a woman pointed. “They must be here to save us from them!”

“That can’t be the real Eniram.” A man said. “It’s some kind of robotic impostor!”

“It IS the real Eniram!” They looked up to Asia with a gasp, her black wings crisp against the crescent moon. “But she’s not doing this on purpose. The navy she’s sworn loyalty to has betrayed her! They’ve betrayed all of you! They’re forcing her to hurt you-”

Eniram slashed a streak up, Asia getting grazed on the wing. Eniram leapt up to kick her, but Aliehs struck her with a Dark Beam and brought her mom back down. “Aliehs…huff… New mind control… technology… Davy Jarg… has hardened his control over us… there’s nothing I can-”

Aliehs kicked her in the jaw, smashing Eniram through a store wall. “I thought you were stronger than that. I thought you knew better than to let some pirate push you around.” Eniram shot a Light Beam through, Aliehs dodging and thrusting rapid-punches to bombard her mom with Dark Fists. “Well, guess who’s a pirate now? This girl. I’m Aliehs the Dark Fist!”

“Aliehs…huff… that darkness… will only get you so far.” Eniram lashed at Aliehs with a flurry of Silver Streaks. Aliehs wiped dark clouds in the wake of Eniram’s kicks, nullifying her light. The darkness covered Eniram’s legs to weigh her down, then Aliehs jumped her mother to bring her down, pounding her head. Eniram shoved Aliehs off and lit up to burn the darkness. She slashed taller streaks up the road, with Asia having to blow citizens out of the way of their path. Aliehs conjured giant Dark Hands to swat the light spires down, but in her attempt to grab her mother in said hands, Eniram stamped giant high-heeled boots, shaped by her light, to pin the hands down and disperse them.

Eniram lunged at her daughter, whipping Aliehs with Light Chains. She pierced the chains through Aliehs’ heart and whirled her around, slamming down a couple light posts before throwing Aliehs through a window of a lower building. Eniram leapt into that building, but Aliehs had already flooded the inside with a pool of darkness. Eniram flickered silver in her struggle to escape the miasma. The darkness was covered in cracks of light that ripped it apart. Aliehs ambushed her mom with a kick to the back of the head, striking the mind control device. Pain coursed through Eniram, sparking a tinge of guilt in Aliehs. In that hesitant moment, Eniram swung another kick, Aliehs ducking in time and shooting a Dark Laser. Her mom was blown through the wall of the building, landing on another street.

Aliehs did a forceful fist-palm and began to surge darkness in the fist. It grew into a 40-foot Dark Fist, shooting to her mom like a purple comet, but it was impacted by a Silver Heel of equal size. Aliehs spread a dark river from her feet and toward Eniram, but she anticipated this and jumped, using Silver Rails to grind toward Aliehs. The daughter bent the dark river up to punch Eniram down, but she was quick to recover and zip to kick Aliehs’ stomach, the daughter enduring as she grabbed Eniram’s boot. She spread darkness over her mom, but could only cover the legs before Eniram swung her off. The darkness still weighted Eniram as she retreated from Aliehs, the Faunus punching Dark Spheres in pursuit.

Eniram was able to muster a Silver Sword and slash Aliehs, the latter’s hands coated in darkness in her attempt to grab it. The sword managed to cut through the darkness and injure Aliehs’ hands slightly, the punk resorting to evasion before forming her own sword of darkness. It was heftier than Eniram’s sword, making it a struggle to counter or land hits. “Man, you’re annoying! It’s nighttime, why’s your lightbending such a pain?!”

“It all comes with the mastery, Aliehs. Mine is the Light of Justice. You have that justice, too, Aliehs! That’s why you have to… You must defeat me!”

Against her will, Eniram turned her attack on the group of citizens behind her. Asia landed to blow her back, allowing Aliehs to slash her in the back with the Dark Sword. “Are you people stupid?!” Asia shouted. “This is dangerous, you need to leave!”

“Please, save Admiral Eniram! My kids look up to her, they can’t see her like this!”

“That girl was calling her mom… Is she the admiral’s daughter?!”

“She hardly resembles Eniram at all. But for our sakes… she’s fighting her own mother to protect us.”

“Man, what a bunch of fanboys!” Aliehs threw a Dark Kick, Eniram countering it and slashing Aliehs’ cheeks. “Not that you care about them, ANYWAY!” She conjured a Dark Whip instead to lash Eniram from afar.

“I love all the citizens I swore to protect!” Eniram formed a giant Light Sword, violently clashing with Aliehs’ whip. “Especially you!”

“Then prove it! Rip that thing off and say, ‘Screw Jarg!’”

“Jar har har har! She can try, but that will be her end-ah!”

“?!” The shadow of the Swimming Swede loomed over the nearby shore of the island. The cold-skinned captain levitated on a mechanical pod. “J-Jarg!” Asia gasped.

“You bastard!” Aliehs hissed, her whip wrapping around Eniram’s sword. Eniram twisted the light into a drill and dissolved the darkness. She thrusted that drill at Aliehs, who ran left and shot a Dark Beam.

“Go ahead, Eniram! Show her your JUSTICE!” Under his will, Eniram split her giant sword into a swarm of smaller ones, rapidly zipping around Aliehs. She conjured a barrier of darkness in defense, but it was eventually carved up, leaving cuts on Aliehs’ body afterward. Eniram recombined the swords into a large one. But as Aliehs knelt panting, Asia swooped down to pull her away. Jarg bent a metal scrap to stab the Nimbi’s wing, causing her to tumble along the road. Eniram leapt and chopped her blade down at Asia. Aliehs reflexively threw up her hands to block, bending the light up at an angle. “?!”

Asia gaped. Aliehs was in awe. Eniram, even in her controlled state, gazed at her daughter with pride. “Aliehs…” Asia began. “You’re lightbending!” (Play
“Walking With You” from Xenoblade 2!)

“But… that’s impossible.”

“Heh heh…so, you did have it.” Eniram jumped back and fired a Light Beam, Aliehs blocking it just the same. “Your father’s darkness and my light. No… those elements are all yours.” She lunged at Aliehs with another sword, but she grabbed it in her bare hands and shaped the “blade” into the hilt, swapping the sword’s direction to graze her mom’s hip. “You’re the darkness that fights the false justice I follow… and the light that protects your own justice!” Eniram slashed a Silver Streak at the citizens, but Aliehs zipped to stop it on her own Light Rail.

Aliehs stared at either fist: the left became light and the right darkness. “That’s impossible! How come I never about this?! How could I even HAVE both these elements?!”

“It is quite rare for a double-bender… but that’s why you’re special.” Eniram slashed more streaks, Aliehs countering with her own. “But you’ve always been pretty slow to learn these things. So lazy and irresponsible.”

Aliehs grit her teeth and socked Eniram in the jaw with a Light Fist. “But a proud fighter who’s loyal to her friends… and the people she swore to protect.”

“Me? I don’t care about protecting these losers.” Aliehs smirked, attaching a glob of darkness to her mom’s hip, then striking it with a Light Kick. “All I care about is beating up jerks like you and that jar-happy idiot!”

“You won’t get the chance-ah! Eniram, finish her now! Finish that wretched daughter of yours at once!”

Eniram ignited her Silver Fury, light blades stretching from her shoulders, elbows, knees, and admiral’s hat. She vanished into lightspeed, and as Aliehs braced herself—a string of streaks slashed around Davy Jarg, the robot yelling out in makeshift pain. Eniram stamped him in the chest and sent him flying before dropping back down. “JAAAAARGH!” Jarg bellowed. “How dare you! Obey me, you insolent animal!”

“Augh!” The device embedded itself deeper into her veins as Eniram turned on her daughter. She zipped at Aliehs with lightspeed and pinned her to the street, clasping her chest. As Aliehs struggled to tear the arm off, an immense sum of chi began coursing through it. The silver chi linked with Aliehs, and she could feel it moving inside her. “Aliehs… now that I know for sure… I can give you this… I’m giving you my Light Chi! You’re still rough around the edges, but with this… I know you can beat him! But when I do…” Eniram reached back and grabbed the control device. Her pain amplified as she squeezed it.

“Mom, wait!” Aliehs struggled. “Just let me knock you out! I’ll get Xedni or somebody to hack into it!”

“That’ll be too much trouble! I’m not even sure if I can be knocked out. And I refuse to let myself be controlled any longer! No matter what you decide to do, Aliehs… know I’ll always support you. You were always… my true pride.”

A thin spire of light shot into the sky and seemed to connect with the crescent moon, forming a silver streak in its shape. The spire sank back down with equal speed and into Aliehs’ body. At the same time, Eniram tore the control device clean off and flicked her hand away to throw it. But in that instant, the admiral fell and died beside her daughter. The citizens and Asia were awash in tears… and Aliehs’ emotions were in a maelstrom.

“JAAAAAR!” A tremendous titan of metal emerged from where Jarg had flown, its eyes and mouth glowing blue. It launched toward the citizens, but a Smart Bomb flew and destroyed the arm.

“You’ll pay for what you’ve done!” The voice of Reknoc called. The rear-admiral blasted the metal titan with his fighter craft. “You’ll pay for what you did to Admiral Eniram!”

“Grrrrr!” Aliehs rushed in Jarg’s direction, fists charged with either element. “I’ll kill you, ya piece of-”

“Aliehs!” Asia grabbed her tail. “You shouldn’t fight him now, we need to retreat and rest up! The rest of you should evacuate as well!” she told the citizens. “Our friends will help you escape this island!”

“You’ll stop him, won’t you, Eniram’s daughter?” a boy asked.

“Hey, the name’s Aliehs, weren’t you listening?”

“Will you be the new admiral, Aliehs?”

“You gotta beat him! For Admiral Eniram’s sake!”

“AVENGE OUR HERO!” a crazy man bellowed.

“SHUT UP! I don’t need a crowd of fanboys to tell me what to do! I bet none of you even knew her that well! And I sure as hell ain’t about to replace her for a bunch of strangers! As soon as I trash Jarg, I’m going back to doing what I always do: I’m gonna chill on my couch, hit restaurants, do stunts, and beat up more bad guys. The navy never deserved my mom after what they did to her, and they sure as hell don’t deserve me!” Aliehs whipped in Jarg’s direction. “YA HEAR THAT, JARG?! I’m coming right back for you!”

“You won’t get the CHANCE-AH!” Jarg bent up a chunk of surface in a bid to crush Aliehs and the citizens, but it was forced up by a separate force.

“Will you just hurry up already?!” Eel shouted, using his metalbending to counter Jarg’s.

“Sorry!” Asia said. “Aliehs, I got this, too!” She held up the control device. “We can have Xedni hack into this and see how it works! I just hope she isn’t busy…” (End song.)

Xedni’s ship

“This has sure been a BUSY-ASS WEEK FOR ME!” Xedni exclaimed. She and Orataj were flying from a fleet of Horde ships.

“Did you really think the great Horde Prime wouldn’t sense your tampering?!” the Hordak smirked. “You only gave away your position, and your goal! But thanks to you, he was forced to cut me off from the hive mind. You will pay for this, I swear you will! In the name of Horde Prime, unifier of the cosmos deliverer of absolute ord-”

Xedni shot him in the head. “We don’t need you, anymore.” Smirking, Xedni pulled out an antenna with a sticky, suction cup base. “We’ve translated enough of their code to where I think I got a good gist of how they work. If I could just get this router on Prime, I can nail him for good.”

“We better hurry.” Orataj replied. “It sounds like my friends are having a tough time with them. Haha…you’re pretty smart, by the way. I’ve never met a girl like you.”

“Aww, that’s flattering~” Xedni cooed.

“Haha…” A flush was notable on Orataj’s dorky face. “Hey, after the war… you want to… do some math together?”

“Some MATH?” Xedni snorted. “I never thought anyone would ask me that!”

“Uh…is that a ‘yes’ or a ‘no’?”

“Kuhuhu! Well, it’s more original than being asked to dinner. So, yeah!”

“Hahaha…cool. Ah!” They were hit by a laser.

“Less mathing, more blasting!”

Earthrunner Street

Austin struggled to hold Ydnam down in a mass of mud, with help from Aluben’s bonebending. Ydnam forced free and bent another wave of glass against the crew. Okotok landed Step Kicks from behind and Urasam pelted her with Song Beams. Ydnam grabbed Okotok’s leg and hurdled her into Urasam. She tried to crush both under glass, but Austin shielded them with mud. “I had fun with you, Ydnam!” Aluben yelled, bending up a huge dinosaur fossil with pterodactyl wings attached (stolen from a nearby museum). “Even if you were the same as Mom, you were way more fun. You were nicer! I’ll always treasure the year I’ve spent in your crew.”

“Your words mean nothing.” Horde Prime sneered, pinning Wodahs under the robot’s foot. The half-sick hedgehog hacked saliva. “Her resolve and her will have been lost. Her power is ours to use as we-”

A mighty palm thrusted the back of Prime’s head and snapped it off. “Forcing people to do things is not the key to friendship!” Llubhcnurt declared.

“Why are you still clinging to a dead ideal?” Prime’s conscience located to one of many clones atop the roofs, each manning their own mech. The other clones dropped to brawl with the two Smile Pirates, the two combatting to the best of their current stamina. “Ydnam’s empire was built on sand: loose, unstable, and ultimately dissolved. The cold, hard metal of Jarg’s empire will stand for thousands of years!”

“You’re the one clinging to a dead ideal!” Prime turned with an unconcerned sigh: Xedni crashed down on her own mech, chubby with springy arms.

“Don’t think I didn’t know you were coming!” A band of mechs charged her as Xedni stretched the springy arms in combat. She grabbed a mech and slammed it into two others, and her mech’s belly could absorb their direct attacks and bounce them back. Xedni charged and wrestled with Prime directly, but was shoved against the wall. Another clone leapt to punch Xedni, but she ducked into her mech (she was on a control platform with Orataj on the floor beneath her). She hit a thruster as rockets pushed her forward, knocking Prime on his back and stumbling the other mech. Xedni emerged, pulled up a dart gun, and shot the router toward the head of the other clone. In the process, she squashed Prime off the head of his robot.

“Okay, I’m in the network.” Orataj said. “Just hope he doesn’t discover it. Or gets crushed.”

“Then hack away! I’m counting on you!” Xedni declared, stretching punches at more robots.

Orataj had hacked a Washling avatar into the Hordak Network. He played his way through a black cyber level under a green sky, fighting down various security droids designed like Hordaks. The Washling was given a Cleansing Program: the Hordaks would be transformed into chubby variations with silver hair. The network eventually went into high alert due to a “virus,” but the clones that had already been turned began to attack their brethren in reality.

“Hurrrr…what are you doing?!” Horde Prime leapt at Xedni with a double hammer-fist, the girl jumping back with her mech’s belly up. This caused Prime to recoil from the impact. Xedni kicked him off his feet, then leapt to squash Prime. Prime’s conscience went to one of the clones in the spacecraft fleet. He dove down, growling as he blasted lasers down at Xedni’s mech. As Xedni evaded, that ship was shot down by one of the rogue clones. The Hordaks began fighting each other in the air while Prime entered the body of one of his mech clones. “AH!” He was immediately punched by a rogue clone, but that clone was squashed by a normal one, only for said clone to be squashed by a rogue. The sight of his clones brawling like mindless animals sent Prime into frustration. “Imbeciles! You’re better than this! You’re designed to be perfect! Pure! How could you let her control you?!”

“Silly Prime. Don’t you know a thing about computers?”

Xedni’s voice radiated in his mind. He viewed inside the hive network, but was surrounded by hordes of corrupt Hordaks—or should he say Xednaks. “They’re fragile machines, you know. Such bendable wills. Especially hive minds. You don’t allow any individuality between your clones, any true loyalty.”

Prime’s body was destroyed, so he went to that of a clone who was knocked out of its mech. “It’s like a groupthink: when you’re all absorbed in the same mindset, you have to tear apart anyone that stands against it. But a groupthink is as manipulatable as keys on a board.” A giant Xedni loomed above the clones. Puppet strings linked her fingers to the clones, wriggling them as if tapping a keyboard. “Change the way of thinking and no one will question it. They just obey.”

The cyber Xednaks bombarded him with lasers. “Gaaaah!” The real Prime was clasping his head and shaking. “I know an easy way to solve this! Ydnam! I command you to-!” The former Emperor seemed to be absent, having left the Despairagers injured. “YDNAM! Where have you gone?!”

A holo-Ydnam appeared in his network. “Davy Jarg has summoned me, Lord Prime. He has sent Itaav to your location to assist you.”

“No, he can’t take you now! I need you to destroy these-”

A Xednak shot him in the head. Prime spawned in one of the clones on his flagship. The guard beside him had just become a Xednak, so he cracked its neck. Around him, several new clones were hatching from their pods, but he could sense they were already corrupted. “Just submit, Prime. Submit to the whims of this computer savvy fatty~”

“AAAAAAHH!” Prime merged with all the available clones in his network, becoming as large as a small fortress. “NO! None of you are worthy as my brothers!” As he proceeded to blast the Xednaks to smithereens, the Washling avatar jumped and climbed its way up a platforming course along the amalgamation. Once at the ear, the Washling swam inside to the green, digital brain. Against all resistance, the Washling scrubbed away at the brain and converted it into a pinkish color. “You’re mine now, Prime. And you will cater to me for eternity~”

“NOOOOOOO!”

All Hordak Clones attained pinkish eyes, curving into a shape like Xedni’s (half-closed from the bottom). “Sigh…that was intense.” Orataj sighed.

“Good thing this mech’s belly is gyroscopically stable!”

“Haha!” Orataj blushed up at the fellow computer whiz. “Oh! Let’s go check the others!”

The duo hurried to the Despairagers and disembarked the mech. Llubhcnurt lifted an unconscious Urasam and Okotok in her arms, the two riddled with cuts. “D’oh, these poor dears tried their hardest, but Ydnam’s so gosh-darn stubborn. That little gizmo on her head started beeping before she left. I wonder if she’s late for a doctor’s appointment?”

“AAAH!” Before an answer could be delivered, they were seized in what felt like a psychic grip. “H-H-Hey!” Xedni panicked as her very molecules began to split. “What the frick is happening?!”

“This is like Tachyon!” Aluben exclaimed. “It’s matterbending!”

Itaav approached them, bearing the same blue eyes and metallic skin. “Augh…damn you… Jarg… Sir Ovi! How could I ever believe in you?! How…”

“Agent Itaav!” Commodore Gals raced in his direction. “I’ve been sent to assist you, Sir!”

“No, Commodore! I don’t need any…ugh, who am I kidding? You’re a robot. Jarg is sure to have reprogrammed you-”

Gals SOCKED Itaav clear in the noggin, the Minish keeling over. The group was freed from his hold, but as Itaav turned to attack Gals, a black tentacle seized him and electrocuted Itaav with pink lightning. “Hurry, guys! Get out of here!” yelled Eizzil in her Space Jellyfish form.

“Gals!” Itaav struggled to scatter Eizzil’s matter due to her Space Chi. “Why are you attacking me?!”

“That Yrrah boy did a speck of reprogramming! Opened my eyes, he did! I won’t let ya hurt them, sir, don’t worry!”

“Hey, maybe I can get Prime to stop him.” Xedni said, tapping into the Horde Hive. “Yeah! There’s an area to access the…HUH?!” Jarg’s Jolly Roger flashed over the program. “It’s been blocked off?!”

“Jarg must already know what happened!” Orataj assumed. “Either that or he was already planning to screw him over.”

“Xedni, this is Asia! We have something we’d like you to hack into. Are you busy?”

“Um, no, we were just about done with our mission. I’ll try to meet up!”

Jargenford

“Sounds like this war is just about over.” Yrrah said to his siblings as they bravely charged toward Navy H.Q.. Arorua was cutting down soldiers with her new sword while Aliehs beat some down at her end. “Sir Ovi’s the only other obstacle in our way. Let’s give our friends a clear path to victory and take him down quick!”

“Ha ha! I can’t believe WE’RE in charge of taking down the Fleet Admiral!” Eitra beamed. “This is gonna be dope!”

“You think we can do it?” Eelyah asked.

“If we can’t, this is gonna be pretty embarrassing.” Yrrah answered. “So, try not to think about that.”

“That’s what you do best, right, Sis?” Eitra remarked.

“Huhu! YEAH!” (Music: “Encounter” from Smash Brawl!)

Yrrah rode his own miniature tank into the base, plowing down enemy mechs with energy lasers. Eitra sent his hamsters out into stealth areas, to either get the jump on soldiers, clip cameras, or security lasers. Eelyah handled any necessary platforming sections with her Kong-like jump ability, and soldiers were downed easily by her cementbending. The triplets followed a long stairwell deep into the basement, with a last round of soldiers and mechs to fruitlessly impede their progress. They had entered a huge garage filled with giant mechs. The biggest of them all quaked the chamber as it thudded toward them.

“You Daring New Kids… you’re so cruel.” The mech was like a giant version of Ovi’s beefy body, white mustache, slanted eyes and all. “We adults work so hard… spend decades on our work… and you show up out of nowhere to tear it down like a pack of wild hedgehogs. The least they could’ve done was send their leaders to slay me… but the fact they’ve sent misfits like you… it’s simply infuriating!!”

“Hey, dumbass!” Eitra snapped. “Maybe we wouldn’t have gotten involved at all, if you didn’t make us work for you! It’s all because you tried to enslave us in the first place that we put the bust in your cap!”

“Eelyah still got cap.” The Neanderthal raised a crunched-up bottle cap. She flicked it in her mouth and bit it again.

“You kids don’t have a screw’s chance of leaving this island, anyway. See these marvelous mechs I’ve created? When Captain Jarg arrives, they’ll be all ready to serve him and flatten you menaces for good! And why give you a chance to sabotage them when I can send them up now?” Ovi waved a hand and willed elevators to raise the mechs to the surface. “Not that sabotaging them will do you any good, anyhow. All Jarg really needs is the metal!”

“That reminds me… you wouldn’t still be acquainted with your Positive, would you?” Yrrah asked. “Heard from the grapevine that our dad’s Positive gave him a hard time once~”

“Since you asked… yes. Though we only scarcely speak… he’s got big plans with his friends. He needs to conquer as much of the universe as possible, and with the amount we’re bound to conquer from this war, it should benefit him tremendously to join forces. Captain Jarg is eager to reunite with his other self, too. To fulfill their -200 year promise!”

“‘As much as possible’?” Eitra repeated. “Why not the whole universe? Kinda underplays your ambition.”

“That needn’t concern you. Not until I’ve shown you why I’m the Fleet Admiral! Captain Jarg’s righthand crewman! And Eggman should be quite thankful that I’ve finished off the Gilligan nuisances. So long!” (Play “Bomber Barbera” from Sonic Rush!)

Yrrah morphed his tank into a fair-sized mech of his own, a mortal cannon on its back and roller-blade heels. Eitra’s hamsters bunched up to form their own suit around their master. Eelyah molded a ton of cement into a self-shaped statue of equal size. Yrrah was the first to charge at the Egg Admiral, Ovi dodging left and blasting bullets from his fingers. Yrrah’s mech projected a shield to block them, and when Ovi saw Eelyah approaching, he blasted lasers at the statue. Eelyah bent gaps in the cement so the lasers passed through; Ovi couldn’t believe such a dimwit could be that evasive. She grab-hugged his legs, the cement gluing him down, allowing Yrrah to blast the head with his mortar. Ovi used rocket thrusts to blast free of Eelyah’s grip, attempting to stomp down on the statue, but though he shattered the head, Eelyah was safe in the back. Eitra lunged to punch the cockpit with Haki-imbued hamsters, the force pushing him back.

Yrrah latched his robot’s fingers into Ovi’s spine, extracting screwdrivers and winding off some of the screws. Ovi kicked a leg back, a blade on the heel as it pierced Yrrah’s mech. Eelyah punched cement at the other leg’s knee, but as Ovi fell forward, he grabbed the cement statue and charged energy in his palms. Eitra slid underneath and punched both hamster-arms to force Ovi’s arms upward. However, Ovi turned those arms further back to shoot the plasma beams at Yrrah’s mech, and he shot chest missiles at the hamster armor. Not even hardening the hamsters would help them endure the missiles, so Eitra hurriedly dashed away with Eelyah following. Yrrah was blown back a distance, having barely put up his shield in time while his mech was singed. Ovi launched orbs at Eitra that would explode into electric fields, with one of them getting close enough to electrify a grouping of hamsters. The rest of the armor broke away so the electrocution didn’t spread.

Ovi leapt to try and flatten those hamsters, but Eelyah bent her armor into a sturdy bridge to protect them. Eitra used his remaining hamsters to land a screw punch, pushing Ovi back. Eelyah stretched enlarged cement arms at Ovi’s head, hauled herself up to the air, and morphed the arms into feet to smash Ovi to the floor. Yrrah leapt to slam the cockpit, using his screwdriver fingers to rip out more nuts and bolts on the Egg Admiral. Ovi pushed both Nagilligs off and recovered, extracting a plasma blade from his right palm and slashing it at Eelyah. The Neanderthal maneuvered backward in evasion, and Ovi readily redirected his attack at Eitra when the boy attempted a side attack. His hamster armor dropped just in time, but Eitra himself had launched to land a punch right in the right eye, cracking it. Eitra was flung off, his hamsters catching him, but some had climbed the Admiral to nibble the robot’s wiring, exposed by Yrrah’s unscrewing.

This caused the Admiral’s legs to slump and falter, and a double cement hammer-arm from Eelyah bent the legs out of commission. Ovi detached the body from the legs and extracted spider legs. He then left the mech on autopilot while he shot out, rocketing into Yrrah’s mech to push it right down. The siblings evaded the Egg Admiral’s lasers and missiles, focusing attacks to break the spider legs. Yrrah was pinned on his back, thrusting a spring on the mech’s chest to push Ovi off. The flying fleet admiral dove down again, but Yrrah’s swift maneuvering helped him dodge and jump above Ovi. His hand thrusted down with rockets to slam Ovi to the floor, using the fingers of the other hand to unscrew some bolts on Ovi’s body.

Ovi’s head twisted around, sneering as turrets emerged from his nostrils. The lasers were small, but condensed enough to pierce Yrrah’s cockpit and hit his right shoulder. Yrrah retreated back, eyes sharp on the smaller and quick-moving target. Ovi stretched his left arm, blades extracted on the wire as he spun and lashed it. His frightening speed left cuts against Yrrah’s mech, but Yrrah fell back, propped hands to the floor, and brought the legs up: the wheels on the heels shot out as yo-yos, bladed with electricity as Yrrah flailed them about and left cuts on the admiral. His yo-yos wrapped vertically around Ovi, so Yrrah flipped fully to slam him to the floor. He finished the flip upright and yanked Ovi over, pinning him down and thrusting the rim of his shield to the stretched arm. This severed the arm’s cord.

A drill grew out to replace the arm, and Ovi first pierced it through Yrrah’s right wheel. The mech jumped off, now only able to maneuver on the left heel. But when Ovi readied to charge again, he found himself run over by a huge cement ball. Eelyah molded her cement into such a ball and allowed Eitra to punch her toward Ovi. “Hey, Bro, wanna switch?” Eitra asked, running to accompany his sister. Yrrah nodded and went to fight the Egg Admiral, which had taken notable damage. The robot backed up, boosted at Yrrah, and slammed its hands down for a shockwave. Yrrah jumped, but had to repeat the maneuver as the admiral did the same, with Yrrah blasting his mortar after every impact.

Eelyah reformed the statue and threw stretched punches at Ovi. The smaller target swiftly evaded and rocketed toward the statue, intending to ram it again. Eelyah liquefied the cement with the intent to bind him, but Ovi zipped away just in time. The admiral caught sight of the real Eelyah and shot nostril lasers, only searing off Eelyah’s long bang. Ovi dove down drill-first, but Eitra tackled him head on with his hardened hamsters. Their forces were equal, but that equilibrium lessened as Ovi dug his drill into some hamsters, killing them. Eelyah bent cement to clog up his shoe jets, shrinking his momentum as Eitra slammed the admiral to the floor. He retreated to dodge Ovi’s chest bullets, some hamsters taking wounds or dying. But Eelyah wrapped a cement whip around the wrist of his drill; at the same time, a couple hamsters reached their tiny hands into the wiring to force the drill to activate, leaving Eelyah to force it down against Ovi’s left hip.