[center][h2]Krunk Fortress, Lobby[/h2]
[sub]F-u-n-k-y T-i-m-e I-s O-v-e-r[/sub][/center]

	"Shattered bone is just the beginning! The funk aint over yet, little man! I'll have your head on a platter, for lord Krunk, blaka bla-" Funk's voice was cut off as something entered his ear hole. The whistling winds were null to him, and without his funky-hearing, there was no way to Funky-dodge that attack. With a few creaks, his body fell limp, and the funk-master was brought down in the name of the wind. Not very funky, if you ask me.

	That left only general spike to fight them both, but he wasn't looking to fight a losing battle. He dodged Jenso's fireballs to the left, one barely whiffing past his armor, and rolled his way towards the large courtyard exit in full retreat. "Lord Krunk will see to your demise!" He shouted with a reverberating voice.

	Two generals dead, one on the retreat. Seems this battle was won, for the most part.