Kenny knew he could not end it unscathed, but he was ready to sacrifice himself for Marya.
The man stomped his foot with a deadly groan. "Come, you cockroach!" He dashed towards Kenny like a bull.
Kenny darted and before the skultar could even reach him, he slid under his legs, jumped up, and kicked him in the shin. "Huh?" He realized the enemy did not even budge. "Shit." He took a blow when the man swung his arm in a horizontal arc, causing him to crash into the wall. "Ah!" he winced in pain.
"It was a mistake to show up here alone," said the skultar as he approached Kenny.
"Fart Engine!" shouted Kenny before he flew to the skultar after an explosion, smashing his knee into his face.
"Arrgh…" the enemy moaned in pain as he got a broken nose to add to his beauty. Blood gushed out of his nostrils.
Kenny did not give him a chance to gather himself. He quickly mounted up his shoulders and folded his legs around his neck, choking him while beating nonstop on his skull from his elbows.
The enemy bled from his head, yet refused to give up. He grabbed Kenny's cloth and slammed him at his front.
Kenny felt his breath stopped for a moment. A certain clicking sound notified him he had dislocated his shoulder. The impact was rough. He coughed blood just after he hit the ground.
Just when he was down on his back, he saw the enemy joining his fists and raising them up in the air. "Shit." He was about to get crushed. He knew a hit from that would mean a certain defeat.
To evade the attack, he lifted his legs and put some pressure on his abdomen. "Fart Engine!" A sudden explosion, and he slid under the enemy's limbs once again. Although he had saved himself from getting hurt, but his fart engine had not taken him far. His lower body was still under the groin of the enemy.
There was a chance to deal maximum damage. "Fart propeller!" he shouted as he farted and let the third law of motion do its work. The explosion caused his lower body to jump up from the ground. He swiftly used the momentum for his legs to strike the enemy in his testicles.
"Ah!" the skultar cried in agony, clutching his crotch. "You dastard!" he roared. He wanted to grab Kenny's foot, but…
"Fart Engine!" Kenny had already slipped away. He somehow got back on his feet, panting. His shoulder hurt and he had difficulty breathing. "The impact earlier put significant damage to my body," he thought. "I have to end this quick."
The skultar was agitated. "You sneaky cockroach!"
Kenny closed his eyes and took a deep breath. "Replicate the feelings of your awakening," he muttered. He remembered the words of a certain old man.
"Push your limits."
He calmly opened his eyes and decided to give his all at once. He took off the hood he was wearing and put it away. He was now butt-naked. He contracted the muscles of his abdomen and used up the last remnants of his flatulence. "Fart Engine!" He propelled forward at a tremendous speed after there was a massive blast at his rear.
"The momentum is uncontrollable." He realized the impact at this velocity will damage him more than the enemy.
"You are finished," said the skultar with a grin, readying his arm to strike a blow, when Kenny drove straight to him. He just had to demolish Kenny when he would enter his range of attack and the game would be over. When Kenny reached closer, he swung his fist with full power.
Kenny, at the moment, turned his hip to the left and farted to alter his direction, and dodged the swing of the skultar's arm.
"You sneaky dastard," the enemy mouthed, readying himself for another swing at his left. But his size remained a hindrance in matching Kenny's quickness.
"Fart engine!" Kenny instantly turned to his right and lunged at him with his knee bent forward.
Before the skultar could react, he had already received the reward in his face. "You…" His eyes rolled up as he passed out and collapsed with a thud on his back.
The sound of him hitting the ground declared Kenny's victory. The enemy spread there unconscious, and it all went quiet.
Kenny dropped to his knees while holding his hurting shoulder. He was still in a state of disbelief that he had defeated a skultar. He faced the sky and screamed, "Yeeeaahhh!"
Orange arrived just at the moment as he was worried about Kenny. His eyes enlarged in astonishment when he witnessed the strange scene. "Did he defeat him on his own?" he wondered in amazement.
"Hey, Kenny, are you okay?" he inquired upon reaching him.
"I am," Kenny responded, getting back on his feet.
"You are hurt," said Orange. "You need medical attention."
Kenny ignored his words and just rushed to the car where Marya was kept. Orange saw his exposed butt and quickly covered him with the hood he found lying nearby.
"Thanks," Kenny said and proceeded towards the car.
While he watched Kenny open the car trunk, Orange had a lot of questions surging into his mind. "You knocked out this monster by yourself after just figuring out your skultar ability. Was it really the first time you have fought an enemy? Who are you, Kenny?" He grinned so hard in excitement that even his premolars were visible. "It will be exhilarating." He averted his attention to the enemy when he saw his muscles twitching. "Oh, you still have some struggle left in you."
Kenny opened the car trunk. He saw the hands and feet of Marya tied with a rope, and her mouth was tied with a cloth. He quickly untied her and let her out.
"Are you alright?" He asked her with a concerned look on his face. He expected some emotional display where Marya would break down and hug him, or she would feel more concerned about his injuries than herself and take care of him, but what he got was…
"Why are you smelling like poop?" She pinched her nose.
Kenny froze at her question. "Wait, can she smell it? My farts were always odourless. What should I tell her now? Think of something," he pressured his brain.
"Ah," he quickly thought of an answer. "The man I was fighting shitted in his pants when he found out how strong I was. That is why the smell…" He did not expect she would believe him, but miraculously, she did.
"Ah, that is why," she reacted. "Did he run away?" she asked, looking at the far end of the alley.
"Ah, no, he was…" Kenny turned his head and discovered that the enemy was gone. Orange had also disappeared somewhere. He guessed he must have taken the skultar somewhere. "Yeah, he ran away," he said.
Suddenly, she leapt to him and hugged him tightly. "I was so scared," she said.
"Ow, ow, my body hurts," Kenny winced in his mind, but did not express.
"Me too," he said, separating her from himself. "Your father must be worried. Shall we go home?"
"But you are hurt," she said with a troubled face, looking at his beaten-up body.
At the moment, an ambulance van entered the alley with a siren. A pink haired, busty young lady in a nurse uniform stepped out when it stopped near them.
"Heya!" she greeted cheerfully. "You must be Kenny. Orange told me you needed medical attention. I, Pupu, am here to help you." She smiled.
Two men came out of the van with a stretcher and made Kenny lie on it. Then they carried him into the van.
"I will meet you later," Kenny told Marya before they carried him away.