[center][h2]Lord Krunk's Quarters[/h2]
[sub]Holy SHIT[/sub][/center]

As Lord Krunk began to glow, Jenso frowned. He didn't know what Krunk was doing, but it certainly couldn't be anything good. His focus turned to Zerraf's feather for a moment, and then to Zerraf himself. While Krunk was glowing, Jenso dashed right past Zerraf. [color=f26522]"We gotta aim for the bandages on top of his head, I think that should finish him off!"[/color] He whispered to him, hoping Krunk didn't hear. After moving further away from Zerraf, he noticed Krunk's enormous hand swatting down at him. 

Jenso sped up his dash, moving at top speeds along the rampart to avoid Lord Krunk's hand. He didn't have much energy left, but Jenso certainly didn't intend to go down without a fight. A burst of flames erupted from his feet, aimed to launch him right above Krunk's head. A hammer of flames materialised into his hands. He aimed to swing his hammer down at the spot where Drake's talons struck earlier.