There was a state of puzzlement, as they could not comprehend how Scribble mask got there. The location was a secret, and only the members of the organization knew it.
"Why did you do that?" demanded Kenny in a rage. "He was one of you!"
"Oh, he was just a small fry," answered Scribble mask casually. "He was of no use to us than carrying out minor tasks."
Kenny clenched his fists. "Why… you…"
Tangent and Cosant glanced at each other. They were prepared to resist the new enemy.
Scribble mask scraped the two blades together and honed them, which were protruding out of his wrists. "Do not worry, you will reach there too."
Kenny had a fart explosion before he bolted at the enemy.
Cosant fired his bazooka, so the enemy encounters trouble coping with multiple attacks. Tangent aimed his shock gun at the enemy when Scribble mask evaded the bazooka and countered Kenny with a slash, which Kenny dodged with a fart engine to the right.
Tangent discharged the shock gun from the blind spot Kenny had created through his impulsive hurl at the enemy. Just when Kenny dodged to the side, an electric bolt stung him.
"Arrghhh…" the enemy groaned in agony. Although he had blocked the attack in time, but the electric jolt afflicted him as it traveled through his blades and stunned his body.
"Fart engine - knee strike!" Kenny quickly dashed at the opportunity with a knee, but a blade erupted out of the enemy's belly all of a sudden, because of which he had to step away to avoid it.
"Damn it."
Cosant suddenly launched his bazooka. "Take that!"
The enemy had blocked it with his arms, but he sailed away because of the blast. He struck and smashed before he utilized his blades as brakes to prevent himself from going down into the magma. He came out mostly unharmed.
"There was not much damage to his body apart from some scratches," Tangent stated, observing the enemy.
Kenny was closer to Scribble mask, so he noticed some metallic cloak over his forearm skin crumbling away. "I see. So that is how it is." He tilted his head to the old men and communicated this information. "He covers his skin with metal to protect himself."
Scribble mask's newly procured white suit got ruined, which ticked him off again. "Do not harm my outfit!" he shouted, dusting off his outfit. He could see his clothing ripped and scorched at places because of the explosion, especially the sleeves.
"You should remain at home if you worry about your clothes so much!" mocked Cosant at him. "Do not come to the battlefield. It is suitable for men only, not for some overbearing mama's boy."
"I guess I must show you my true powers." Scribble mask carefully took off his boots and put them away. "Just you wait." Just when he removed the shoes on the side, Cosant fired his bazooka at them.
"No!" the enemy shrieked when he witnessed his expensive shoes being destroyed. It made him infuriated. "You dastard…"
"You mama's boy," Cosant mocked him. "Come on, show us your true power." He pointed the face of bazooka at him.
Kenny conceived of it as a chance, as the enemy was distracted at the moment. "Fart engine - knee strike!" He quickly dashed at the enemy and kneed his face when the enemy was seething in anger, carrying the ruined remainings of his boots in his hands and grieving over them.
"Just you wait, I will avenge y…" As the enemy muttered, he received a knee to his face. The impact shattered his mask and caused him to plunge into the hotness.
"He fell!" Tangent announced when he witnessed the enemy succumbing into the molten liquid.
"He underestimated us, which became the cause for his downfall," remarked Cosant, appearing at ease after putting his bazooka away. Stretching his back, he said, "Carrying heavy firearms is not my dominant aspect now. I have gotten old."
"You are still strong enough to drive a few young fellows run for their money," replied Tangent in a light-hearted manner.
Cosant shrugged him away. "Nah, it is better if we retire and pass the baton to some young bloods." He glanced at Kenny with hopeful eyes, who stared into the magma where the enemy had fallen.
Tangent glanced at the young man as well. "Yeah, the future looks hopeful."
Kenny noticed some bubbles sprouting in the liquid. "Huh?" Suddenly, he realized it was not over. He turned and yelled at the top of his lungs just when he jumped away. "He is not dead!"
"What?" Cosant quickly picked up his bazooka.
Tangent, too, got up on his guard and directed his shock gun towards the region the enemy was supposed to come out.
For a few seconds, it remained quiet as they waited for the enemy to appear. When they recorded no strange movements, they put their guard down. Even Kenny noted the bubbles dissipate after a few seconds.
"I guess he is done for," Kenny said after a sigh. However, there was still a gut sensation he could not get rid of. "What is this uneasy feeling?" he wondered.
Tangent stepped to the edge to confirm Kenny's observations. "Yes, it seems he is finished."
"We need to report it to the organization," said Cosant. "How did the enemy discover our secret location? It is a major information leak."
Kenny interpreted his words. "Does this mean…"
"Either someone among us was not careful about communicating the top secret information, and there happened to be a leak, or…" Old man Tangent frowned. "There is a mole inside the organization."
"A mole?" reacted Kenny with unease. "Who could it be?"
Tangent shrugged. "As far as I can confirm, it is not you. You had no prior knowledge about the location of the island before arriving here."
"I am still not aware of the location," responded Kenny, scratching his head. "I was unconscious before finding myself in the middle of the waters."
"Right," uttered Tangent. "We had also checked for any tracking devices on you. The result was negative."
"So there is a high possibility there might be a mole inside," Cosant said, reaching them. "We need to confirm it before it is too la… huh?"
"Huh?"
"Co… Cosant?" Tangent uttered in shock.
Suddenly, they witnessed Cosant cough blood. They also discovered a blade sticking out of the ground and puncturing his belly. It went back inside the ground, resulting in the old man falling to the ground on his back, puking blood.
"What did just…" Kenny realized it was not over yet. He shouted at Tangent as he jumped away. "Get away!"
At his words, Tangent too backed away.
Multiple blades sprang out of the ground from here and there, slicing and giving nicks to the skin of their different body parts.
"Ah!" Kenny winced when he sustained a cut near his waist. But he quickly leapt aside to prevent serious damage. "Damn it." Suddenly, the paralyzing poison acted, and he tumbled straight to the ground. "I had… totally forgot about the poison… damn it."
Tangent glanced at Kenny and found him in a critical condition. "Kenny!" he shouted. However, his own body had been giving up on the poison after suffering so many scratches and cuts. His feet could allow him to stand no more. "Damn it." He slumped to his knee and struggled to get back on his feet.
At the moment, a naked Scribble Mask emerged from the liquid. His skin was encrusted in some silver metal. His eyes appeared enraged as he stepped out of the flaming hot liquid. He brushed his own chest and found no clothing on himself, which drove him to exhale smoke out of his nostrils, literally.
His eyes moved around the area and finally detected Kenny spread on the ground in a tight position. "There you are, you Exceptional dastard."
"Damn it." Kenny struggled to get up, as he could watch the silver enemy approaching, dragging his arm, which had transformed into a huge blade. It brushed the surface and created sparks of death.
"No, Kenny…" Tangent muttered in desperateness.