"Well fuck me diagonally," said Omar with a whistle as he beheld Silash's transformed robot body. The automaton now towered over him, seemingly two stories tall. Silash's feet were now so big he could doubtlessly flatten Omar in one step. Silash's arms were huge, and powerful, and now there were six of them - that is to say the four more arms had unfolded from the sides of his body while activating his transformation [skill].
"Stand down, vile tauman," said Silash with a mechanical whirr as he pointed his arm cannon, which was now the size of a full grown tauman, at Omar. "Stand down before I blow you to bits, that is."
"You're gonna blow me, are you?" said Omar with a chuckle as he fanned his fiery left arm. "I'd like to see you try, motherfucker."
Silash gave out a robotic, forced laughing sound from his inbuilt speakers as he raised his cannon and fired a beam of energy at Omar. As before, Omar prepared to absorb this attack into his own fiery arm - and at first, this worked quite well. However, this time, Silash kept on laughing. And indeed, he continued to feed power to Omar, who continued to absorb it. The flames of his left arm grew larger, larger, and indeed even larger still until its magnitude was quickly approaching that of Silash's transformed body.
"Hah. Hah. Hah. I will never stop!" said Silash, continuing to fill Omar's arm with power from his cannon attack.
"Well, this is just getting heinous," said Omar with a sigh. With that, he thusly withdrew his flaming arm from the attack. However, noting how large it was, he then struck out towards the cannon beam once again - except in that this time, he opted not to absorb it, but indeed to attempt to parry it with the enhanced power of his flaming arm. And indeed, as the huge wall of fire connected to his arm shot out to greet the cannon's beam, it caught, slashed, and redirected the attack right back at Silash in an expert fashion.
"What?!" spat Silash as he watched the beam of cannon energy flow right back at the cannon that was firing it - resulting in a huge explosion right up next to his face, blinding both him and Omar in a brilliant flash.
"Holy shit!" said Omar as he tried to squint through the fallout to no avail. Soon enough, the brightness faded to reveal a thick cloud of smoke billowing up near where Silash's head had been. "Well fucking hell, did that just take him out?" Omar asked himself in revelry, noting that his flaming arm had shrunken down a bit, but was still quite a good deal larger than normal.
"Hah. Hah. Hah. Hah. No," said Silash as the smoke cleared at it became apparent to Omar that the redirected attack had but scarcely damaged his foe. "You're going to have to hit a hell of a lot harder to land substantial damage on me in this form."
"Shit," said Omar with a sigh. He looked at his big, flaming arm - so much bigger than normal, and yet, he wondered for a moment if it was going to be enough to defeat Silash. Worst of all, he wasn't rightly certain.
"AAAAAAAAAGH!" screamed a shrill voice that arrested the attention of both Omar and Silash in an instant.
And as if on cue, two figures tumbled from the sky and landed on the marshy ground between the dueling foes. A tauman woman with distressed black hair and comically large wings extending from her back pulled herself shakily to her feet, stumbling and coughing as she did so. She was followed in this weary ascent by a shimmering, fony-like creature with two spires on its head and what looked to be hatred - along with glitter and sparkles, of course - in its eyes.
"What the fuck?" Omar and Silash said in unison.
"What the fuck are you idiots looking at?!" spat the tauman as she glared with a back and forth head turn at Omar and Silash. "Like, oh my gods, I am Taubitha! T-Taubitha the... the Destroyer! And I will fucking annihilate you both if you so much as look at me funny!"
Omar and Silash looked at one another, and then they looked at Taubitha and Princess, then they looked back at each other. They then burst into uproarious laughter.
"What? What's so funny?" Taubitha seethed. Princess huffed. "My fony will fucking end you in an instant if I give her the chance! You haven't seen dangerous until you've messed with her, and if you mess with her, well, you'll end up dead!"
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Omar and Silash looked at Princess. Her fluffy, pink fur and her sparkly, glittery wings didn't necessarily inspire fear in their hearts, and indeed instead made them laugh even harder.
"You, like, totally better be mega careful," said Taubitha.
"Yea, I'm sure that thing is a real monster," said Omar with a chuckle and a roll of his eyes. "I tell you, I for one am fucking terrified of it."
Taubitha groaned, and then she looked to Princess and gave a curt nod. In an instant, Princess popped and unhinged her jaws, letting loos a huge torrent of acid from her gullet.
"Shit!" said Omar as he raised his engorged, flaming arm to parry the attack just in time. The acid shot through the air and rained down on Silash. He smiled at Taubitha. "Well, I guess maybe you aren't totally full of shit, miss the Destroyer."
Silash groaned as he watched all the acid from Princess' blast disintegrate in a flash of blue light mere hairs away from his metal bodice. "I sure am glad that my transformation has a force field, otherwise I would've taken a lot of damage right then."
"Well, bully for you," said Omar with a sigh. "Gods, I wish I could just kill this stupid robot."
"It might, like, totally not matter what you wish for very long," replied Taubitha. "Why, Princess here could blow both your heads open just by looking at them, if I told her to. Hell, half the time she'll do it even if I tell her not to. What I'm getting at, is that, like, you're totally at our mercy right now. So you better watch it, and don't even look at me funny."
Before anyone could respond in the form of a retort to Taubitha's grandstanding, there was a familiar sound of wind buffeting as another automaton zoomed into view. This one was about the size of a tauman, albeit a little taller than average tauman height, and had a toaster welded to their chest.
"Unit 5a23!" shouted Omar. "So you're not meditating any more?"
"That is a negative," said Unit 5a23. "I happen to have taken damage due to the offshoot of an acid-based attack. I traced the source to here, this clearing by the big mushroom where indeed you all seem to be stuck at a bit of a standoff. Or is it a standstill? Either way, I was attacked - and as such, I must prepare myself to retaliate. For all of your edification, please see the energy building in my form." The automaton glanced down and pointed to a glowing blue orb just below his chest toaster. "This is my [Robo-Blast]. It is, definitively, an attack with Nomachiato-shaking power. I have no doubt it could do a substantial amount of damage to any of you lot. With that, I have but one simple request - for the love of the gods, do not make me use this on you. I am a robot of peace first and foremost, and indeed the only reason I am taking an offensive stance is due to the fact that I took damage while in meditative trance. That being said, I can and will destroy you all if necessary in order to protect myself. I see this as a teachable moment, really - this is a chance for us all to ponder the cruelty capable within anyone who holds immense power, and the innate fact that peace is always the ideal solution for such things. Indeed, nobody deserves to have super powerful attacks lauded over them, forcing them into a decision. It is a huge violation of personal liberty and indeed of life itself - robotic or otherwise. However, I have no choice. My hand has been forced, and as such I am here to rain torment down upon all of you that do so much as attempt to deal even a point of negative [HP] damage my way. To reiterate, I do not want to attack anyone, it is something I am expressly against. Yet, at the same time, desperate times call for-"
Before Unit 5a23 could indeed finish his extended thought, Princess once again popped and unhinged her jaw, blasting a spray of acid his way. In an instant, Unit 5a23 spun his body on the base of his torso around faster and faster, almost like a top, and reflected the attack away and back at Princess and Taubitha. It didn't land critical hits of either of them, it seemed they both had resistance to Princess' attack, but it did irritate them both immensely.
"Begone, foul foes!" spouted Unit 5a23 as he shot his [Robo-Blast] from his chest towards the offenders, who were presently shaking off the acid attack.
But before the blast could hit, something else entirely happened. Down from the air zoomed a familiar tauman holding a fluffy purse, and she was balancing through the air by kicking off a rock that seemed almost magnetized to her left foot.
"KAHLI?!" said everyone in unison save for Silash and Unit 5a23.
"By Theseosus herself, what is going on down here?!" she said with shock. "Seriously, what happened? And Unit 5a23! It's so good to see you!"
"Who are you?" asked the automaton incredulously.
"Oh dear, he's got amnesia again," said Kahli with a sigh.
And it was then that the [Robo-Blast] connected with Taubitha and Princess, exploding in a puff of smoke that sent both of them tumbling over the ground in a soot-covered mess.
"Kahli, I'm going to destroy you! MWAHAHAAAHAHAHAAAAA!" shouted a high pitched voice from the clouds. And indeed, down after Kahli zoomed a small, purple alien with an electrified, red force field swirling around his body. "I've tested and tested myself, Kahli, on your severed hand and can confirm with certainty that I am immune to your New Curr. As such, I am no longer afraid - it is time to destroy you! I will-" Lloyd stopped, looking around at the scene and all the surrounding enemies. "Wow, this is an awful lot of folks. How delightfully chaotic. I can't wait to see your reactions as I turn you all to dust." He pointed a finger at the big, red mushroom in the clearing and vaporized it in a flash with a small beam of red light. "That was just a demonstration. In case anybody thought I was kidding."