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[b]Level:[/b] [color=8258fa]6 (19 -> 25/60)[/color] | [color=fed428]5 (24 -> 30/50)[/color] | [color=5edaf6]3 (27 -> 33/30)[/color] [color=turquoise]LEVEL UP![/color] ---> [color=5edaf6]4 (3/40)[/color]
[b]Location:[/b] Land of Adventure - The End
[b]Word Count:[/b] 1016 (+6 EXP | [b]Overdrive![/b])

Power: [color=5edaf6]Burst[/color]
Items: [color=fed428]-2 Red Feathers[/color]
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Chaos was the word here. One could hardly be blamed for getting lost amid the action, as much of it as there was to keep up with. Since the moment the last of the Ender Dragon’s healing stones were shattered she was harried relentlessly by the party, allowed not a second untouched. From all sides, brutal pummellings, focused fire, heavy bombardment and all other manner of devastation was brought down on the black drake one successive move at a time, yet she persisted still in spite of the apparent damage sustained over a short period. It seemed that any time the heroes got on top of the Ender, she would manage to shake them off, and her sheer enormity (to rival Bowser) made it near impossible to keep her pinned down.

The final hit in Poppi’s assault threw the Dragon’s head back, catapulting Hat Kid off with it. Between the mere fact that she was fighting a dragon (and, from the looks of it, winning), to standing atop it amidst the explosion from Linkle’s cast mega bomb, inexplicably unharmed, to now following Ace’s earlier example by grappling onto the beast’s tail, she had to admit to finding a thrill in the conflict. This was just the kind of thing adventures were made of, she thought. Nothing like seeing a teammate get maimed and being subsequently flung away with a batting tail spin to remind her of the reality of the situation. Of the several others affected, be it by direct bludgeon or the accompanying wind buffet, Peach and Banjo and Kazooie stood the best chance of immediate recovery; the pair already being airborne, and the Princess uniquely air capable.

The duo went no farther than the spires before Kazooie beat her wings back to halt their trajectory, righting themselves and regaining control, with Banjo politely waving off the Toadies. As a veteran Smasher and daring career fighter pilot, Fox had a considerable degree of aerial awareness not afforded to most. Certainly enough to get his feet behind and under him in preparation for an impending landing, one that halfway surprised him by coming sooner than expected when he hit feet first squarely into the palm of a giant royal bee. Though unacquainted, he recognized her from his initial cursory inspection to be an allied member of the adventuring party. He cocked an appreciative, affirming smirk at the relative stranger just as she caught the small, purple clad child in her other hand like a baseball mitt, and seeing as her hands were now full, reached out one of his own to clasp arms with the incoming Cadet. Catching the hunter in flight jerked him over by the arm a bit, but he was otherwise able to maintain his balance and footing in the Queen’s daintily gloved, disembodied hand.

[color=5edaf6]“Think you can get us close to it… [i]without[/i] stopping?”[/color] he requested, with due respect to Her Highness (and as an unfamiliar comrade), that they be brought to the Dragon at speed rather than simply dropped off. To the Cadet, still hanging on by Fox’s and his own grip, he instructed, [color=5edaf6]“Hang on, and be ready!”[/color] For what, he didn’t specify, but trusted the hunter to understand by the time they completed their approach. Hat Kid tipped her cap out of her eyes to get a good look at the regal insect carrying her before takeoff, her expression shifting in stages from curiosity, to her joyous default, to excitement when they picked up speed. Meanwhile, Banjo and Kazooie were closing in as well from the other side, conserving their limited Feather supply until coming within their attack range.

Air rushed harshly past the heroes in flight like road noise as they made a beeline for the Dragon--incidentally by the power of a bee no less. Fox knelt down in her palm for stability, still dragging the Cadet on one side, and Kid sat up herself in similar preparation for whatever the daring vulpine had in mind. Whatever it was, she was eager to get in on it. In any case, she swapped hats and kept a vial swirling until then. On the last rapidly approaching stretch of their advance, Fox let out a forceful groan with the strain of exertion as he brought his shoulder back to underhandedly throw Ace toward the Dragon with as much might as he could muster for the maneuver, and whether assisted by Sectonia or by his own strength, he would go soaring in behind him.

Fox followed through on the toss with such force that it entered him into a long distance gainer, having used the entirety of his bodily strength for the stunt. While he was at it, he thought to whip out his sidearm to pepper the Dragon’s face to cover Ace’s approach. By then Banjo and Kazooie were close enough to blindside her in the temple with another Beak Bomb before having to disengage while they increased their altitude and realigned themselves for the next round. This was shortly followed by Fox zipping through the air at the beast’s head, stopping just shy of arm’s reach. This differed from his usual dash technique in that his trail was of starkly darker coloration, and wicks of flame emitted from him softly ahead of a brief glint to signal a sudden heavy explosion generated from it. He leaned into his fall as he went into Jet flight around the Dragon for a quick burst of evasive mobility, mounting her wing if possible.

Finally, Hat Kid, who launched at a much steeper angle, came down chasing the two vials she could get off before descending, switching to the Power Cap and charging her umbrella in freefall. Like before, she landed forcefully on top of the drake’s skull, this time jabbing the tip of her parasol into the hole left in it as she let loose a fully charged, Power-imbued Geyser Beam directly into it. In the best case that this yielded a satisfyingly conclusive result, the Cadet would hopefully be out of the blast zone, lest the result be decidedly [i]less[/i] satisfying.