[center][h3][color=tan]Courier 6[/color] and [color=sandybrown]Jak &[/color] [color=darkorange]Daxter[/color] and [color=red]Cuphead![/color][/h3]
[b]Level7[/b] - (61/70) EXP (+6), [b]Level 5[/b] - (30/50) (+6), [b]Level 3[/b] - (24/30) (+6)
[b]Location:[/b] The End
[b]Word Count:[/b]1002[/center]

The Courier cursed. The anti-material rifle he had borrowed (and had no intention of ever giving back) from Michael penetrated some of that tower, but not all of it. Some blocks were annihilated, but where it failed to pierce wasn’t even cracked as his empowered perception could see the black stone actually repairing itself. So it operated in sets of blocks, and it was all or nothing eh? Damn, that meant that until those crystals got taken out he was more or less useless in this fight. He had been pushing his luck with the heracross-toss maneuver, his donphan didn’t have any way to get him up high, and none of his strikers could do the job either. No way he could get up there without one of their flyers carrying him, and they were better spent rescuing anyone that fell off the edge. 

Speaking of which, the ender dragon came swooping down with incredible gale-like force, knocking tons of the group aside, many of which were in danger of falling off. The Courier and his chocobo couldn’t get out of the way in time and were sent flying! Drumstick thrashed and flailed at the helplessness, and he couldn’t get control of her in time as they went toward the edge. The duo came within mere inches of tumbling over the side, but the Courier traveled with a posse for a reason.

“I’ve got you, boss!” cried Gaige-Tron. The robot helpfully grabbed onto the bird with an extension of her tube arm, while the other arm transformed into the pickaxe mode and securely buried itself into the ground. The Courier nearly lost his weapon, but caught it by the strap with his boot. For a few brief seconds the three flailed in the air like a chain. A moment later and the squall had past, with GT releasing her boss and his mount.

[color=tan]”There there, girl. It’s all gonna be alright,”[/color] he cooed, calming the bird. [color=tan]”Gracias, amiga.”[/color]

Nearby, the blast of air caught up Jak and Daxter as well, knocking them around for the third time already in such a small time frame. The duo went flying off the ledge, with Daxter screaming in absolute terror, only to have his worries proven unfounded in an instant when Jak’s light wings sprouted and they returned to the ledge none the worse for wear. [color=darkorange]”Don’t scare me like that! Next time get your glow on and save us [i]before[/i] I piss my pants!”[/color] Daxter gestured to his pants which, yes, had a dark spot right over the appropriate area. Had Jak’s eyes not been glowing tunnels of pure light at the time, they’d have been rolling.

Perhaps ironically, of the three it was Cuphead who fared the best against the ender dragon’s concussive gust of wind, despite being the lightest. He charged in straight ahead to meet the dragon nose to nose and then, at the last possible moment, initiated a dash through the air, becoming intangible and zooming right past the air cushion of force. His maneuver left him directly above the charging dragon, and he parried his body right off the tip of her horns! Once up, he gathered his energy to unleash his peashooter’s EX attack, hurling a big ball of energy straight down at the beast like a hadoken! 

The Courier took note of how many towers still had crystals left. Three, no, two, Sectonia was attacking another one. He’d leave her to it. Furrowing his brow at the crystal he’d failed to shoot, he instead willed one of his strikers into existence: the ghostly flo. [color=tan]”There’s a glowin’ rock up top there waitin’ ta hear yer beautiful song, hombre. Git to it.”[/color] Wordlessly, the spectral subspace monster flew directly into the spire with its intangible body and ascended upward. Once it neared the top, the flo unleashed its sonic scream on the crystal. Like a million needle jabs all around, the crystal cracked and exploded, wiping out the flo with it.

The Courier spat. [color=tan]”Fuck that tower.”[/color] He setup the anti-material rifle, empowered by stickers, and took aim at the ender dragon, waiting for the perfect moment.

A ways off, Jak was flying up through the air, still armed with the red eco powered rot gun. The dragon was far faster and more agile than he was in the air, but it was thankfully otherwise preoccupied by Bowser, who had grown larger than they’d ever seen the koopa king grow before. This was an opportunity that he couldn’t waste. With only two or three of those magic crystals unaccounted for, it was time to take them out so the dragon lost its support. While Jak flew, Daxter took hold of the gun and lobbed an explosive salvo of root rot at what should be the last crystal. With another shot accounted for, and all the shots plugged into the dragon, the charge on the gun was very nearly at its highest point.

Back at the dragon, Cuphead latched onto it by grabbing with his hands and holding on tight, landing near the Ace Cadet. [color=red]”Howdy!”[/color] he called out. [color=red]”How’s the taxi service? I didn’t realize I’d be riding with a buddy!”[/color] Holding on tight as he could with his left hand, Cuphead left go with his right and held his index finger against the powerful beast, firing off his weak but rapid peashooter directly into it… For as long as he’d be able to hold on, that is.

Back on the ground, the Courier had his rifle ready to go. He had enough stamina for 3 VATS shots and the creature was huge: the chances of missing it would be laughably low as long as there was no outside interference. Assuming all the crystals were destroyed, he’d take that as the signal to activate his ability and queue up 3 shots directly into the beast.