You know the drill; just DON'T sue, anybody. I'm BEGGING you. You can't squeeze blood from a stone.
Gizmoducks Mark-One and Mark-Two cautiously continue through the massive caverns of Queen Wireius' castle, when suddenly, Queen Wireius' image flashes on the gigantic screen and cackles "So, only two heroes came to face me, huh? Well, Say HELLOOOOO to my not-so-little friends.".
With that, about 500 giant cyborgs burst in on Giz-One and Giz-Two, who both assume battle-preparation poses. Giz-Two activates her armor's twin-super-floor-wax-squirt-guns, which spray out enough super-concentrated, extra-slick floor wax to cause four of the gigantic cyborgs to lose their balance long enough for her to, by pushing her mechanically-enhanced strength and speed to the very limit, toss each of the four into another ten of the giant cyborgs. After this, she shoots out four super-expanding, ultra-strength energy-draining nets that siphon out the energy of those 44 giant cyborgs and transfer said energy to her own armor. Before the armor goes into overload because of all that excess energy, Giz-Two activates her twin shoulder cannons, which each unleash powerful enough energy blasts to take down another eleven of the heroes gigantic foes.
Giz-One uses his armor's quadruple-taser to short out another four of the super-sized cyborgs before a fifth starts blasting at him with a powerful wrist laser. Thanks to his special lightning rod and blaster antennae, Giz-One is able to use his larger foe's own energy cannon blast not just against HIM, but against another five giant cyborgs. Following that, Giz-One actually uses a trick he picked up from Darkwing; goading another 24 of the giant cyborgs into charging him then shooting out an extra-thick smoke cloud and auto-retractable grappling hook which cause those foes to ram into each other hard enough to take themselves out.
Despite of the two heroes' valiant efforts, however, they are still VERY badly outnumbered
with 400 super-sized cyborgs still up and around. As their remaining 400 foes each aim a pair of wrist energy cannons at the two heroes, Giz-One and Giz-Two look at each other and gulp.
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Meanwhile, Stegmutt and Brain King continue to weave their way through the forested area of Emperor Buggit's lair, only to get attacked by 1000 of Emperor Buggit's troops. Using their combined telepathic powers, five of the massive space-spiders all nail Brain King with an enormous telepathic assault. As those five are bombarding Brain King with their telepathic powers, another ten of those spiders start to tie up Stegmutt in their ultra-strength webbing.
Though the webbing is too strong for even Stegmutt to break, the super-strong-but-simple-minded duck-turned-dinosaur IS able to twist himself around while those spiders are spinning their webs. Eventually, Stegmutt is able to develop enough centrifugal force to spin those ten spiders around fast enough to send them each flying into another ten space-spiders hard enough to knock all of them unconscious, which reduces the odds from 1000-to-two to 890-to-two.
Brain King, meanwhile, is pushing his own telepathic powers to their very limit trying desperately to turn his foes' own telepathic assault against them. Fortunately for the hero, due to a side effect of the evolution-accelerator blast that gave him his powers in the first place, his powers actually INCREASE every time he uses them to their fullest (though he rarely DOES; fearing that pushing his powers too far for too long will end up giving him a fatal overload). Eventually, his mental powers are increased enough for him to unleash a telepathic assault powerful enough to, not only subdue his five assailants, but take down another fifteen of the space-spiders as well. With his newly increased telekinetic abilities, Brain King is able to free the tied-up Stegmutt from the webbing he was trapped in. Seeing how many of the space-spiders are still left standing, however, Brain King then observes "130 down; 870 to go. This is going to be a VERY long night.".
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After Princess Felinoa has a chance to catch up to Morgana, they find themselves face to face with King Supmylo's astral image, who replies "Hello, ladies. I DO apologize for not being there in person, but I have about 1000 followers who are willing to keep you busy in my stead.".
True to the ultra-powerful space-villain's statement, 1000 of Supmylo's super-powered followers suddenly appear right in front of Morgana and Princess Felinoa and start shooting optic lightning bolts at the pair, though Morgana and Felinoa are both able to dodge pretty easily. With her super-feline physical prowess, Princess Felinoa is able to leap right into the middle of the crowd of Supmylo's followers and is able to punch and kick the lights out of 30 of them before they start flinging fireballs and lightning bolts at her. Thanks to Felinoa's super-reflexes and super-agility, however, all those followers end up nailing are about 100 of their own number before one of Supmylo's followers finally starts getting smart and simply levitates the princess off the ground; holding her in place for the others to blast. Thinking fast, however, Princess Felinoa uses her mind control vision on ten of Supmylo's followers before her foes have a chance to get in one blast and each manages to take down another six of their own number before they, themselves, are subdued. Though 200 of the followers' number are now taken down, there are still 800 who all open fire on Felinoa while she is still being held unable to dodge.
Morgana uses her magic to make Princess Felinoa temporarily non-solid, however, which causes the followers' attacks to pass through her harmlessly. After that, Morgana pushes her magic to the limit, whipping up a massive storm of pure magical energy which engulfs and makes quick work of all 800 of their remaining foes and then gently floats Princess Felinoa to the ground. The sorceress collapses shortly after Felinoa is safely lowered, however, looking fairly green at the gills.
Somewhat concerned, Princess Felinoa asks "Are you all right, Morgana? Is there anything wrong?".
Morgana answers "That mystic storm spell just took a lot out of me. It will take a couple of minutes for me to regain my strength. I truly appreciate the concern, but there's nothing really wrong with me.".
As Princess Felinoa helps her up, Morgana silently adds to herself "At least, nothing wrong that shouldn't resolve itself within the next eight-and-a-half months.".
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As Darkwing Duck and Quiverwing Quack slowly make their way through Empress Mewlexa's palace, Darkwing puts his arm out to stop his adopted daughter before they reach a suspicious looking corridor. "What's up, dad? Why did you stop us?" Quiverwing asks.
The older of the two heroes pulls out two pairs of nose filters and gives one pair to Quiverwing. After the two heroes slip the filters into their nostrils, Darkwing then pulls out his gas gun and fires at the middle of the corridor. Suddenly, a huge cloud of extra-super-industrial-strength stink gas engulfs said corridor and flushes about 50 of the evil empress's warriors, all of whom pass out from the terrible odor of the gas. "Given the layout of this palace and the placement of certain things, I figured that would be where that slippery space-siren would place her first trap." Darkwing answers before adding "Though I have a VERY bad feeling that it will be FAR from the last.".
Quiverwing takes a whiff of the just-starting-to-dissipate stink-gas and comments "Man alive, dad. That is the strongest batch of stink gas I've EVER seen you use. I can even smell it 50 feet away with these nose filters in my beak. What did you put into that stuff?".
Darkwing answers "Well, Quiverwing, that stink gas was made from the mixture of the combined essence of twenty skunks, twenty scoops of manure collected from the Augean stables during our time-travel trip to ancient Greece six months ago, twenty bottles of the world's cheapest cologne and twenty pieces of Launchpad's chicken-feather-pie. I mixed them all into one super-concentrated super-stink-gas formula and produced enough of that formula for five canisters of the stuff. That was only the first canister.".
"The world's cheapest cologne, eh? Well, you've got plenty of THAT." Quiverwing quips.
"No. Mine's the world's THIRD cheapest cologne. Besides, I KNEW stuff as smelly as that Augean stables manure might come in handy someday, as would Launchpad's cooking; I've got to remember to thank Lena for giving us so many of the leftovers from her house." Darkwing retorts as the two heroes very cautiously proceed.
Suddenly, Mewlexa's holographic image appears in front of Darkwing and Quiverwing and replies "Well, Quiverwing, I'm glad to see you faring better than your boyfriend; he and Stegmutt are just plan having a devil of a time with Emperor Buggit's spider-army." as the image shows another image; one that clearly infuriates the costumed heroine. Mewlexa's holographic image then adds "You two might be immune to my mind control vision, but that doesn't mean I can't find OTHER ways of controlling you. By the way, Darkwing, your wife is looking a little worse for wear herself. I think she might be heh heh heh..... expecting." in a mocking tone before the image vanishes.
Darkwing suddenly stops and replies "What have I done? Lord in heaven, WHAT HAVE I DONE? I'm sorry, Morg; truly and deeply sorry. If I knew you were pregnant..." with plenty of tears in his eyes.
"Get a hold of yourself, dad. We've got to stop Mewlexa, remember? That's the best way to make sure ALL of us; ESPECIALLY Morgana and Dewey; get out of this in one piece." Quiverwing replies in a voice that, though full of heroic sentiment, still indicates that she's more than a bit ticked at Mewlexa herself as Quiverwing picks her adoptive father up from off the ground.
"You're right, Gos. We have to press on. LET'S GET DANGEROUS!" Darkwing replies as the two heroes continue their hunt for the inter-stellar female feline megalomaniac.
