"My body would not move. Damn it," grumbled Kenny, battling hard for his body to move.
The enemy stood over his head and raised his blade to deliver the finishing blow. "Say your prayers, Exceptional." Just when he was about to pound it down, something happened.
"Oye, Faceless, look here!" someone shouted at him.
He twisted and discovered it was Cosant struggling to lift the bazooka. He vomited blood as he exerted the remnants of the strength in his body. "You will not harm him." He launched the weapon at the enemy.
Just at the moment, Kenny saw it as a chance. "Fart engine - balls breaker!" He used the thrust caused by his fart engine and kicked into the metal encrusted testicles of the enemy. "Got you!" He reacted with a smirk, but it faded away when he found the enemy side-eyeing him in furor without sustaining any harm from his attack. "Shit."
But the blast from bazooka landed Scribble mask's back. However, he did not even budge.
"It is futile. Stop resisting," said the enemy, and swung his blade.
Kenny, at this time, had regained some control over his muscles. So, he propelled away with his fart engine.
Tangent had also regained some strength back and climbed up on his feet. He quickly leapt to Cosant. "Are you alright?" He checked his wound and found it bleeding excessively. "Your wound is bleeding severely. Save your energy until help arrives."
Cosant gasped with an agitated look on his face. "I have to fight." He stumbled on his knee, his bazooka dropping from his hands. "I have to…" He struggled to get up, but his wounds did not let him. "I…" He fell on his back.
"Cosant! Cosant!" Tangent shook him lightly to keep him awake. "Keep your eyes open. Do not fall to sleep. We will save you. Just hang on for a while."
Kenny, on the other hand, was chased by the enemy. He leapt and evaded his attacks carefully, to not get nicked or pierced again. It entailed certain death this time.
"Damn it. I have to discover a way to penetrate through his metal skin," he pondered.
Suddenly, the enemy got struck by an electric bolt. He again got stunned and tumbled to the ground.
Kenny realized it was Tangent with his shock gun directed at the enemy. From his eyes, he appeared enraged. "Uncle Tangent…" He shifted his eyes and spotted Cosant on the ground battling for his life. His eyes bulged in anguish. "No… Uncle Cosant…"
Tangent headed to the enemy, carrying the dagger Cosant had presented to Kenny earlier. It seemed he was eager to deliver the finishing blow to the enemy. "I will avenge Cosant, you monster," he groaned.
"Stay alert, uncle Tangent!" Kenny warned him, advancing towards the enemy from the opposite direction. "He has a nasty ability of bringing out blades out of nowhere. Do not get nicked by it, or it will be fatal," he cautioned the old man.
"I am aware of it," responded the old man.
"Damn you, terrorists!" snarled the enemy as he regained some control over his muscles. Suddenly, Tangent discharged another bolt at him, which caused him stunned as a stone again. "You dastard…"
"Your end has come, faceless," hissed the old man, hunched over his head. "Tell me who provided you the information about this location, or I will pluck your eyes out." He squatted and brought the pointed tip of the dagger close to his eyeball. "You will become eyeless as well."
Kenny gazed down at the enemy as well. There was something which constantly bothered him. "His body did not get affected by red flaming molten magma, but got harmed by an ordinary electric jolt. There is something wrong." Suddenly, there was a realization when he noticed the enemy's skin digging into the earth. His body jumped away in reflex as he shouted, "Get away! It is a trap!"
It was, maybe, too late.
Multiple blades erupted out of the ground from everywhere around them. Tangent somehow prevailed to preserve his life, but…
There was a serious loss.
"No…" Kenny's eyes enlarged in despair as he witnessed the incapacitated hand of the old man gripping the dagger dropping to the ground.
"Ah!" Tangent moaned as he, too, dropped to the ground, losing his senses.
"No…" Kenny could perceive it all in slow motion. All the past experiences he had suppressed erupted into his head all of a sudden.
"It was not your fault, Kenny…"
"You are a loser! You only bring death and misery to the people you love!"
"You are an abomination. It is because of you that we have lost our mother."
He could hear several familiar voices inside his head. A young woman, an old man, and a young man. At last, he heard his own voice.
"I am no loser. I will protect everyone."
The last voice was not inside his head, but he uttered these words.
There were still blades erupting randomly. It was better to act wisely, but Kenny's body reacted impulsively.
He rushed straight into the massive pillars of blades and carried the old man away before he could sustain another fatal wound. His charge left a trail of mist behind him.
He rested Tangent beside the other old man. His nostrils blowing out smoke, and his eyes flaming like an enraged lion.
Until this moment, the enemy had already risen up. The pillars of blade approached him tremendously. Kenny partly turned to them and drew a deep breath.
Suddenly, he blitzed from between the blades that burst randomly out of everywhere, and reached the enemy. His claws were about to reach him, but a blade protruded out of his stomach, so Kenny had to use his fart engine to evade to his side. His speed was unfathomable right now.
The enemy just remained there, blades splintered out of his skin at points and targeted Kenny wherever he moved. However, Kenny continued avoiding the blades eloquently in a continuous state.
"You seem to have awoken some mysterious power," stated the enemy at the abrupt change in Kenny's movements. "You have gotten quicker and sharper."
Kenny persistently attempted to reach the enemy after securing an opening, but was hindered by a blade erupting towards him every time.
Suddenly, the arms of Scribbled Mask turned into enormous blades. "Enough of your nuisance. I will end this now." He leapt towards Kenny and swung an arm in a horizontal arc.
Kenny stepped back to evade the attack. Suddenly, many pointed blades sprouted from the edges of the blade and pierced his arm, which he had raised up to defend himself. "Ah!" he winced.
"Hahaha!" laughed the enemy as he felt his victory imminent. He swung his other arm towards the neck of Kenny. "Got you. Good bye... Huh?"
His eyes expanded in surprise as Kenny ducked and escaped from the swoop of his blade. He wondered why his paralyzing poison did not work. There was an explosion, and Kenny suddenly hurled at him with a knee at the front. There was no chance to react before he received the thrust into his gut.
"You cannot harm me, you fool. The metal covers my entire skin," said Scribble mask with a smirk. "But you cannot escape how."
Suddenly, a stinging sensation erupted in his body. It almost seemed like…
"You dastard..." The enemy gritted his teeth when he spotted old man Tangent holding his shock gun with his remaining hand.
The gun fell from the grip of the old man, before he tumbled down as well. He had exerted his entire strength for this last fire. Now everything remained in the hands of young Kenny.
At the very moment, something touched Scribble mask's face. And it was Kenny who had engulfed his whole face between his butt cheeks. His rear was already bare, as his pants were ripped after over-usage of the fart engine.
"Fart explosion…" Kenny uttered in a very low tone. His cold face resembling a predator.
Suddenly, there was an explosion, but of a different sort. It was as if someone continuously fired a machine gun and a flamethrower together.
"Aaah!" One could hear the muffled screams of the enemy. His eyes popped out and his metal covering shattered away. His nose bled, and he collapsed on his back after Kenny removed his butt away from his mouth.
It was over.
Kenny reached to the old men and gazed at their faces.
Tangent was looking at his face from down there, and he could see a murderous cold face staring at him from above. "Kenny…" he uttered with a disturbed face. "Wake up."
Suddenly, Kenny returned to his senses. "Huh? What did just happen?" He partially recollected what had transpired earlier. He glanced back to view the dead body of the enemy, and he felt assured of his actions. "Did I defeat him?" he wondered.
Tangent expressed nothing, as he could perceive there was something strange. Also, he did not have much energy to waste. There was a bunch of blood loss from his arm, and at this rate, both the old men were about to perish.
Kenny panicked. "What should I do?" He ran towards the elevator and cried for help, "Is there anyone!? Somebody help us!" He doubted if there was anybody present on the island apart from them. "Nobody arrived to help us until now. They are on the brink of death," he thought as he felt hopeless. "At this rate, they will die."
"You have a bad luck, exceptional."
Kenny heard an utterance. It was an unfamiliar voice, which he had maybe encountered somewhere before, but it did not belong to anyone present there.
He turned to discover someone else present there. "Who are you?" he questioned with a frown. He was immediately on his guard.
The man squatted near the old men and examined them.
It was a man whose head was in flames. It appeared like there was a fire torch above his neck.
"I asked who are you?" shouted Kenny at him, getting on his guard.
The man stood up and turned to him. "I am here to take you, exceptional."