Yukimore was able to dodge some of his attacks, but still got hurt,
using her glaive to attack and block. Rhulk jumped in and started
helping Yukimore.
Sol started to swipe away at SWK, still pissed off about the whole
"Imprisonment and cursing" thing ( MK is still lying down, asleep
on the mountain )
"The stars in my memories that
I can't express in words, all packed into a balloon,
Soars across the Milky Way, carrying travelers, a dream" "It won'tend yet,""I don't wantit to end" "But even so, one day.."
-Mr. Showtime
( MAKE HER SHOW WHAT HAPPENED TO MACAQUE AFTER SWK 'ABADONED' HIM
)
Suddenly a giant flash of gold struct Yuki and Rhulk, it was MK and
his giant staff
"The stars in my memories that
I can't express in words, all packed into a balloon,
Soars across the Milky Way, carrying travelers, a dream" "It won'tend yet,""I don't wantit to end" "But even so, one day.."
-Mr. Showtime
Yukimore hissed when she was hit, and got back up on her feet
again. With a wave of her glaive, everything went black for SWK.
Rhulk was distracting MK so Yukimore can do her thing.
"The stars in my memories that
I can't express in words, all packed into a balloon,
Soars across the Milky Way, carrying travelers, a dream" "It won'tend yet,""I don't wantit to end" "But even so, one day.."
-Mr. Showtime
"I SAID," He let out a sharp breath and threw something onto the
ground. "THAT'S ENOUGH!" And it seemed as if he were able to stop
the two from moving completely, dazed himself.
Pit, who had been standing by, preferring not to get involved in a
fight that wasn’t his, now decided to intervene. “Why doesn’t
everyone just calm down,” he said, trying not to sound annoyed.
“Violence only leads to more violence, and right now we need each
other’s help to figure out a way home.”
"It wasn't him." He spoke quietly. "It was-" He suddenly passed out
seemingly unexplainably, leaving only a scrawny white haired man
with crazed eyes and a lab coat on. He was the one who stopped
Lucas' speech.
He said nothing. He was tall, ram horns on his head that curled
almost strangely, cracked and chipped in many places. He had black
feathers strewn in his hair, and stood with a hunch as his brown
eyes stared intently at them. The goggles around his neck were
broken and he was almost scared.