The final battle is here. It's a raid fight. Nevertheless, this is the part you've all been waiting for, so for those who have been around since the beginning, I thank you heavily.
Chapter Twenty-Two - Light of Heaven.
By 12:02 AM our entire raid found ourselves in the middle of some snowy plains. For about a quarter of a mile on all sides was a small ice wall that encircled the fields of snow we found ourselves in. Right smack dab in the makeshift arena about forty yards in front of me was a stone platform that was only 10 yards in the radius, with purple glowing glyphs carved within as if it were a summoning circle. Floating above were Ray, Charlie and Heather, still bound by magical chains and still fully conscious. And right in the middle was Eric Theodore Cartman.
Needless to say, he was expecting us. His hands were behind his back, as if standing in attention. Despite the force we brought, Cartman's evil grin was clearly visible under the moonlight, as if he was expecting us all. Ray, Charlie, and Heather smiled widely at the sight of our entire force.
"Good to see you...fags!" Cartman chuckled. "I'm so glad you could all join me today! Now that you're all here, you may now witness the coming of my final solution very quickly and very soon!"
"Oh no you don't, it's end of the line for you, jackass!" Kyle yelled. "Long have we waited for this!"
"Hahaha, hahahahaha!" Despite our sheer numbers, Cartman did not relent however. "Ah yes, thirty-eight against one. It's an even fight, if I do dare say so myself."
"W-w-why?!" Wendy shrieked. "Why are you doing this to us?! Why can't you just stop?!" This reminded me of back during the time when Cartman harassed Wendy for her breast cancer speech.
Cartman scowled deeply, glaring upon each and every one of us. "Because you're all like breast cancer, a disease that multiplies!" Seriously? He's bringing up breast cancer again and actually comparing us to it? Not only is he immature, he is completely wrong too. "And you're still all snakes, liars, and retards! I shouldn't have to constantly and repeatedly explain myself, you all are stupid buttlickers! It's a crucifixion, as if I'm Jesus Christ, and you're all Jews just like Kyle - in fact, I'll even call the rest of you all out alphabetically by last name!" As he recited through each person by last name, he pointed at each one of us individually. "Andrew, you're a Jew! Karen, you're a Jew! Bradley, you're a Jew! Token, you're a Jew! Lance, you're a Jew! Melissa, you're a Jew! Nichole, you're a Jew! Clyde, you're a Jew! Lola, you're a Jew! Kathy, you're a Jew! Hannah, you're a Jew! Tyler, you're a Jew! Chris, you're a Jew! Kal, you're a Jew! Ellen, you're a Jew! Millie, you're a Jew! Kent, you're a Jew! Preston, you're a Jew! Stan, you're a Jew! Emily, you're a Jew! Tina, you're a Jew! Kenny, you're a Jew! Jessie, you're a Jew! Annie, you're a Jew! Kelly, you're a Jew! Francis, you're a Jew! Bebe, you're a Jew! Esther, you're a Jew! Kevin, you're a Jew! Butters, you're a Jew! Irving, you're a Jew! Wendy, you're a Jew! Craig, you're a Jew! Red, you're a Jew! Heidi, you're a Jew! Sally, you're a Jew! And Tweek, you're a Jew! You're all Jews!
"All you assholes ever do is bring despair to school! All you assholes ever do is bring despair to my life! I remember each and every one of you slimy Jews, everything each and every one of you have ever done to me individually!" Cartman began to pace a bit side-to-side while remaining on the stone platform. "I hope you all get murdered! I hope you all get raped! Because that's the only fate you stupid faggots ever deserve! And Cole...oh he ruined our game, stole the Stick first! And here you are, here to take it all away from me!" Cartman clutched his fists tightly. "I worked so damn hard to make this world a better place and to get away from you toxic assholes! Stupid bitches calling me fat all the time and shit!"
"Yeah, you're making this world a better place for yourself!" Kenny shouted. "Not surprising considering you banished me into a dark oblivion when we were playing superheroes! But yeah, go ahead and pretend to be the good guy!"
"All those times you used me and hurt me..." Butters shook his head furiously before stomping his right foot on the ground. "You're nothing but a no-good meanie! And here you are wishing death upon us! How vile!"
"I shouldn't be surprised you went off to pull this shit!" Heidi added. "Now I realize that we can't ever leave you alone! The only place you belong is to the ground!"
"Try as hard as you like!" Cartman reached into his robes and with his right hand pulled out the Stick of Truth. "But we all know who exactly is the one who still holds the true power here!" He raised the Stick high in the air, as if making sure we all knew he has the Stick currently. "You were all nothing but stepping stones to me! I used to have to rely on all of you, but now that I have all the power and all the glory, I don't need you faggot Jews anymore!"
"Y-you think you're tough?!" Despite Wendy's volume, I could tell based on her slight croaking that her confidence faltered a bit. Justified as unlike the playground, Cartman wields the artifact that controls space and time.
Cartman slid his feet while still holding the Stick up high and threw up a gang sign with his free left hand. "Whassup?!" He shifted stances and threw up another. "Whassup?!"
"W-we'll st-still smack the shit out of you!" Wendy shot back.
"Standing right here, let's go, bitch!" Cartman smiled evilly. He lowered the stick and clutched it with both his hands. What happened next was that he underwent metamorphosis; He grew in size until he was nearly twice the size of a full-grown fat adult. His skin color changed into a purplish-grayish hue. Boils, swellings, and bulges festered from his skin. His nails grew and sharpened, taking on a black color. His eyes glowed bright red. He was hunched over, standing on all fours like a wild animal. "By the time I'm done with you all, just like breast cancer, you'll all be nothing but a distant mammary - because now is the hour of your disembowelment!" Cartman's voice changed; while it took the same tone, it echoed several times for each word he sounded out, as if he were under a demonic possession.
Fortunately, our raid only drew out their weapons and readied their magics. Heidi and Lance went into their Shadowform, Annie and Bradley shapeshifted into treants, Karen and Kent shapeshifted into cats, and Bebe and Preston shapeshifted into moonkins. We were ready. "You think that's going to stop us, fatass?!" Kyle yelled.
"Mutate however the fuck you want, we're still gonna kick your ass!" I added. "More than to say for the thousands of kids you've harmed by giving everyone powers!"
"You'll learn of that firsthand!" Cartman bellowed. "When I'm done with you faggot Jews, you'll all beg for mercy - and I will deny you! Your tears will be a testament to the only final solution!"
I said my next words rather softly. "So be it...old friend." I then raised my battle axe in the air. "Champions, attack!"
We all went into battle. The melee fighters as well as all of the hunter, warlock, and death knight minions charged in. The ranged fighters stood as one, firing magic and projectiles at Cartman, while the healers stood spread out. Cartman charged back, cleaving through the melee. I narrowly dodged one of Cartman's swipes and parried another with my battle axe. Cartman leaped into the air.
"Watch out!" Wendy yelled. "Spread!"
Cartman landed in the middle of the ranged group as the kids there spread out best they could. But from his landing he shot forth spikes of ice, piercing and penetrating through the kids. The healers began to heal the ranged group as us melee fighters caught back up with Cartman, attacking his backside again. But thanks to his metamorphosis granted from the Stick of Truth, he was a tough foe; sure he was visibly taking damage as wounds opened up, but he was so supernaturally resilient that he would even give ManBearPig a run for its money.
"Defile!" Cartman shouted.
I wasn't initially sure why Cartman blurted out that word randomly. However, there was a small black circle that formed under the feet of both myself and Craig. At that moment, I knew it meant trouble. "Spread out. Now!" As quickly as us melee tried to spread, we weren't fast enough. The black circles expanded within one second, going from a radius of nearly one foot to ten entire yards. It was a circle of burning shadows, and it felt as if gnats gnawed away at my legs and feet. The healers were undoing the damage, as a warm sensation washed over me.
"Elemental spirits! Ravage them!" Upon Cartman's command, about fourteen icy ghosts were conjured high above us. They were slowly falling down upon us though, and I have a feeling that we don't want them on ground level.
"I think we should kill those spirits!" Kyle yelled. "But us melee can't reach them!"
"On it!" Wendy yelled. "Ranged, attack them!"
"Armies of the dead!" Cartman yelled. "Rise and take them!"
About sixteen grown adult men rose from the ice beneath us - but these weren't normal men. Their skin was decayed in a sickly green color. Blood was pasted on their eyes and mouths, and their clothing were tattered and torn. On all of their left biceps over their clothes was a red band with swastikas on them. These were Nazi Zombies, just like the ones that tried to overtake South Park last time. "Es ist Zeit für Rache!" some of them shouted.
"Wir müssen die Juden ausrotten!" other of the Nazi zombies shouted. They all charged in against us.
"We gotta protect our ranged as they kill the spirits!" Kyle yelled. "Melee, let's take them down!"
I ended up going toe-to-toe against one of the zombies. The zombie raised both arms and attempted a double-attack upon me, throwing down both its claws. I lept back, dodging the attack. With one swipe with my axe, I slashed into both of its legs from right to left.
"Healer team needs help!" Butters yelled.
Looking over at the healers, they were all in panic, running and screaming. While the ranged were concentrated on shooting down the ghosts and the melee were taking on the Nazi zombies, the healers were running in panic as Cartman himself was busy chasing them down. He punched Nichole in the back of her head with his right fist. He then picked up Bradley the treant and tossed him into the air until he landed on the ground, damaged from the fall. He then launched forth a fireball that pelted Tweek in the stomach, searing him.
"We're a bit busy here!" I yelled.
The zombie that I was battling against stood up once more. Apparently the Nazi Zombies Cartman just summoned are far more resilient than the ones I fought in South Park last time due to the Visitors' ship. The zombie reeled back its right fist and punched me in the stomach. I couldn't block it in time, and so I staggered back. The pain shot up, and I almost want to vomit now due to the physical impact. But standing my ground, I clutched my axe again. I jumped up and slammed my axe down upon the zombie's head, and I ended up splitting it in two. As the other melee fighters were taking down their own zombies, I glanced up at the sky, and our ranged fighters were killing the spirits as they exploded in balls of ice.
"We need to help our healers!" Kenny shouted.
Apparently Cartman had grabbed Annie by the collar with his left hand and was punching her square in her jaw rapidly with his right. Now was the time that we had to get back into the fight. I casted Charge, rushing into Cartman. Of course, he was too resilient and fat to be stunned out, unlike what happened to my other foes. "He's immune to control!" I said. The other melee fighters joined with me quickly as we attacked Cartman's back side.
But Cartman let go of Annie as she fell to the ground. With a backhand strike with his left arm, he knocked our entire melee group down, myself included. With his right hand, he slammed the ground, and our entire melee group was launched into the air from the force, and we fell down upon the ice. I could feel the sharp pain of the ice shoot up into my spine. Many of us screamed in pain, myself included.
The ranged team managed to kill off all of the spirits. However, Cartman already lept into the air and landed within the middle of all the ranged. The ranged group too was launched into the air and sent to the ground, screaming and groaning in pain. Repositioning, Cartman dashed back to the middle platform and raised his hands in the air. "Blanket the floor with frost and flame! Knock them over like a southbound train!"
Looking into the air, I saw balls of frost and flame falling down from the sky. They were far away for now, sure, but the projectiles were rapidly closing the distance upon us. There was far too many, and there was literally no safe zone within these large field of plains. "We have to all clump up!" Token shouted.
"Right!" Wendy nodded. "Ranged in front, facing Cartman!"
"I'm not sending in melee right now!" Kyle added. I wasn't initially sure why Kyle was so reluctant to send the melee in. However, when I looked closer at Cartman however, he was protected by a cloak of frost and flame; I doubt it absorbed damage, but being near that cloak definitely looked like it hurt.
As quickly as we could, our entire raid got back into one big group. The ranged fighters were in front as they attacked Cartman with spells and projectiles. I hugged Wendy from behind her. She looked back and smiled at me. "It will be okay, Stan. The healers will save us." Looking back up at the sky, the fireballs and frostbolts were getting dangerously close quickly. Holding onto Wendy, I closed my eyes, bracing for the impact.
Needless to say, frost and flame pierced into my head and backside. The sheer fluctuations of heat and cold was going to send me into a state of shock quickly. But feelings of warmth also washed over me. Opening my eyes, I looked over at the healers, who were putting all of their focus on casting area-of-effect healing spells. I need to thank them later; they are working their asses off right now, and I'm proud of them. The cloak that Cartman was protected by blocked the frostfire rain he conjured, but not any projectile from my force. This persisted for several moments.
Cartman switched tactics however; frost and flame no longer fell from the sky. The frostfire cloak disappeared, and in its place was a magic barrier that glowed purple. The ranged projectiles and spells that were being sent towards Cartman bounced off the barrier...and was being sent back towards us. The ranged attackers ended up being pelted by their own attacks. "Suck on this, assholes, hahahaha!"
I let go of Wendy as one of her spells was reflected back at her; apparently she casted Unstable Affliction against herself as her skin was being ruptured with shadow energies. "Augh!" She gripped her left wrist as she writhed in pain. "We can't keep doing this! Ranged, stop attacking!" The ranged attackers did as told
"Let's try using melee against him!" Kyle clutched both of his axes tightly. "Ready when you are, Stan!"
I held my battle axe again. "Yeah. Charge!"
Our entire melee group, as well as the warlock, hunter, and death knight pets, rushed down into Cartman. Raising my axe, I struck first upon Cartman. Apparently, my axe went straight through the purple barrier and sliced at him. The other melee followed suit, attacking him with swords, axes, maces, polearms, and cat claws. As we hacked away, the healers continued to undo the damage done against the ranged due to the ranged attackers hurting themselves from the purple barrier just now. Like before, this persisted for several moments.
By the point, we have done substantial damage against Cartman as he was bleeding and wounded quite a bit now. But still, we weren't nearly close enough to taking him down. We basically only took him down halfway, though I highly doubt the battle will get any easier from here. The purple barrier broke, and a flash of light came from Cartman, and in no time at all, us melee were knocked straight back and away several feet, landing near the others. "Enough!" Cartman, holding the Stick of Truth still, grabbed it with both of his hands now. "The power...the glory...'till thy kingdome comes..." Holding it close to his face, purple light extended from the Stick, as if a magic greatsword was conjured using the Stick itself as the hilt. His claws retracted, but his back sprouted two black wings that glowed black. Instead of hunched over like a savage, he stood upright, and instead of being on all fours like an animal, he was now stanced on his own two feet like a graceful knight - an extremely ugly one at that. "Suck my balls, assholes! Feel the justice!" Leaping into the air, he remained for a few seconds before pointing his sword at us, and dove straight towards us.
"Watch out!" Craig yelled.
We couldn't dodge in time as coordinating all of us was no easy feat. We were forced to spread as the impact shook the ground, blasting snow and ice everywhere. I'm pretty sure I few up into the air a few feet, and I landed on my back. Pure cold shot up and I screamed in pain, but I felt a holy healing spell afterwards wash over me. Getting back to my feet quickly, I was ready to charge back in.
But Cartman had other plans. "Feel my swagger, buttlickers!" It turns out that Cartman can cast a Bladestorm of his own; he was spinning around rapidly with his sword out. However, this Bladestorm also shrugged off every projectile and magic spell completely. Many of us weren't quick enough as we were cut down by Cartman's magical bladestorm. I had to leap back several times to narrowly dodge it while the healers did the best they could to undo the damage.
Kyle stood out from alone from the crowd, near the platform. Cartman, unsurprisingly, set his sights upon my best friend. "Jew!" Wasting no time at all, Cartman rushed towards Kyle. Cartman stuck his greatsword into the ground as he ran, dragging it along the ice, leaving a trail that glowed purple momentarily. Once he was only about ten yards away from Kyle, he stopped and pulled the greatsword up, unleashing a purple Sword Beam that flew towards Kyle. Kyle was knocked back and onto the platform. Cartman then lept into the air to try to finish off Kyle. "Fuck you Kahl!"
I can't let him do this, I'm not going to allow him to kill my friend. I quickly rushed over to Kyle in the speed of light, casting Intervene. Cartman was on his way down towards us, holding his greatsword in a reverse grip, attempting to thrust it down upon us. But with a swing from my axe, I parried the blow and he landed just in front of me. "Go to hell, Cartman!"
"I'll kill you, you son of a bitch!" Cartman raised his magic greatsword high in the air, and suddenly it burst to flames. "Now die!" With one harsh motion, he sent the flaming sword down upon us. I closed my eyes to brace myself.
The sword attack didn't hurt that much to my surprise. I felt a bit of a sear and cut on my front side. I opened my eyes and at that moment, I realized that both Kyle and I were both protected by bubbles of our own that glowed light blue. It turned out that the healing priests, Lola and Token, both casted Pain Suppression on the two of us, blocking the damage greatly. Meanwhile, the melee and ranged teams were back to attacking Cartman.
"Damn you!" Cartman spun around once until he faced away from us again. The melee team and the pets were cut by the sword and were knocked down. Simultaneously, twenty-two giant orbs of frost about twice the size of a basketball floated out from Cartman's head and made their way towards both the ranged and healers, homing in onto them. The aforementioned kids did their best to try to dive, juke, and roll away as the orbs landed by them, exploding in ice. The explosions marked a bright orange circle on the ground, in which two seconds later, erupted in pillars of lava before subsiding back into ice like how the terrain is normally supposed to be.
The Pain Suppression faded from Kyle and me as we both regrouped with the others as Cartman lept back onto the middle of the stone platform. He covered himself with a frostfire cloak once again, but on the outside was also the purple barrier from before. "Blanket the floor with frost and flame! Knock them over like a southbound train!" He raised his hands in the air. I looked up into the sky, and once again, frost and fire was falling from the sky. Well crap.
"Everyone, regroup!" We all regrouped quickly, ready for the elemental storm. "Healers, how much mana do you have left?!"
The healers were panting however, exhausted. Some of them constantly shook their heads as if keeping awake. When they heard my question, they visibly cringed and stared at each other. Something tells me I'm not going to like their answer. "It's really bad for us!" Butters replied. "I think we're fresh out! You guys gotta use defensives cooldowns!"
"You heard him!" This time, I put away my battle axe and took out my shield. Taking a more Defensive Stance, I raised my shield. It glowed bright blue as I casted Shield Wall. The other melee and ranged used their own defensive spells, though most notably the death knights casted Frost Presence, coating themselves in ice, and the two druids who were in cat form shapeshifted into bears. Needless to say, we were pelted by frost and flame, but I was much more numb to all the damage thanks to my Shield Wall absorbing a good portion of the damage. Seeing Cartman protected by the purple barrier, the ranged forces didn't even dare to attempt to attack Cartman.
Pretty soon, the frost and flame stopped raining down upon us as the elemental cloak and purple barrier dissipated from Cartman. But he had something else up his sleeve now. "Nazi Zombies, ravage their flesh!" Sixteen more Nazi Zombies erupted from the ground, although these ones were far stronger than before; they were over twice as big as an average adult male, and they had black spikes protruding from their backs, shoulders, head, and arms. "Elemental spirits, bring them down!" This time, over seventy icy ghosts spawned from above just like last time, they were falling down.
"Dude, what is with those zombies?!" Kyle shrieked. "They were never looking that strong!"
"Oh my fucking God..." Wendy quivered. "...that's way too many spirits!"
Meanwhile, Cartman was already rushing down the healers, and due to the healers being out of mana, they were running around the entire battlefield helplessly as Cartman was cutting them down. But the issue is that the melee have to deal with the zombies while the ranged have to try to take out as many ghosts as possible. I ended up toe-to-toe against one zombie. It raised its right claw at me, and I jumped back to avoid the blow. The other melee fighters have already gone on the offence (for example, the bear druids shapeshifted back into cats while the death knights reentered the Unholy Presence). I went back into the Battle Stance, put away my shield, and took out my battle axe, ready to attack.
However, Nichole ran behind me, and a moment later, Cartman rushed into me from my right. "I'll get you, Nichole, you stupid bitch!" I could hear Cartman say as he dragged me along for several feet. I dangled off my left arm as my right hand still gripped the battle axe tightly. I felt the snow and ice scrape across my backside as a burning cold sensation went up my spine.
Cartman let me go after two more seconds and I stumbled onto the ground. I lifted my head first, and the zombie that was trying to fight me was already rushing towards me now. "Es ist Zeit für Rache!" all of the Nazi Zombies, including the one coming after me shouted. "Wir müssen die Juden ausrotten!" I quickly stood up on my own two feet. It tried to claw at me with its left hand, but I blocked it with my axe. However, it raised its right foot and kicked me in the ribs, and so I staggered back.
In the distance, I could still see Ray, Charlie Brown, and Heather Wold watching us fight, fully conscious while bound to magical chains. Ray was struggling against the chains, twisting and turning but of to no avail. Charlie and Heather were both crying loudly. I wish there was something I could do right now, and I wish they didn't have to see my entire class get demolished by Cartman.
"Please stop this right now!" Heather Wold shrieked. "This isn't funny! Eric, how can you be so hurtful?!"
"I-I don't know if I ever did anything to you," Charlie Brown added, "but please Eric: whatever we did we're sorry! Just please, stop!"
"That jackass isn't gonna listen, he just doesn't care!" Ray retorted. He tried to twist and turn some more, but it was no use. "Damnit! I can't fart my way out, these chains are too tight!"
The zombie charged me down again. I slid over forward and to the left, and I struck the zombie in the chest as I passed it by. It was a good strike, but not good enough, as it recovered from the blow unfazed. "RAH!" the zombie roared as it charged at me again. It jumped towards me, and so I ran forward and slid underneath it. Turning around and getting back up quickly, I noticed it was lying on the ground. Sure, it's not that injured, but now was a good opportunity to strike.
But I held off because at this point, the spirits were already a few feet from reaching the ground. It seemed that the ranged team was trying their hardest, but they weren't fast enough. Some of our other melee fighters were knocked down, and so the zombies were also going after our ranged and healers, while Cartman was left completely unchecked. He had already struck down most of our healers. There were only two left; Lola was trying to push away one of the Nazi Zombies while Cartman was chasing after Butters.
Several spirits had already reached the ground. The instant they touched the ground was the instant they dispersed and in their place, very large explosions of water and ice overtook the field, each with a blast radius of about sixty yards - this was large enough to damage us all severely! Spikes of water and ice was piercing through my skin, opening up wounds, and the force of the blast killed off the zombie that was fighting me, but also knocked me several feet towards the left. The two healers that were left can't repair the damage as they were both preoccupied and already out of mana.
"It hurts too much!" Ellen was lying down on Tyler's lap, crying. "There's too many of the spirits!"
"It will be fine!" Tyler interrupted himself as a spirit fell on top of the couple. "Shit! No it won't!" They were both blasted and were knocked down.
A Nazi Zombie tried to claw at Kathy, but Chris lept up and stabbed the zombie in the throat, taking it out. However, both were heavily wounded from the spirit blasts, and soon did both fall to the ground next to each other.
The rest of the entire raid found themselves in similar situations while the zombies were vaporized by the spirit blasts, though now I realize the consequences of not defending the ranged fighters so they could take out the spirits quickly. They were groaning and crying from the pain (most of the druids forced out of shapeshift form while Heidi and Lance were no longer in Shadowform), and honestly I can't blame them. We're complete idiots back at home who only know how to start drama and gossip with the other children at school. We should have zero understanding on how to deal with such a deadly threat like how Cartman is currently. There were a few left standing, but Cartman was actively hunting them. The fatass had just simultaneously tossed two fireballs straight at both Red and Sally, burning them and taking them down. "Down you go, you ginger, daywalking bitches!" Now he was setting his sights on Kevin, running after him with his greatsword. "You're next, you Star Trek faggot!"
I knelt down. I wanted to give up. I was bleeding and numb. I could only watch as Cartman sent a sword beam towards Kevin that struck the boy down. He then quickly rushed fifty yards within two seconds towards Butters to kick him with his left foot on his back side. "Ah!" Butters tumbled on the snow until he lied down on the ground on his back, crying. "I'm s-s-sorry...I t-tried my best...that's all Jesus could ask of me..." Cartman then set his sights upon Kenny and Kelly. Kelly didn't deserve this, going from Getting Gay With Kids to having to take out a fatass. Kenny and Kelly looked at each other, frowning with sorrow, as Kenny aimed his bow at Cartman and Kelly raised her warhammer, glowing with holy light.
I tried to stand on my own two feet, but I fell back down on my knees. I couldn't help but cry myself: I got our entire class into this mess, and now we're going to pay the price immediately. We're all going to die, and it's going to be all my fault. "P-please..." I spoke softly. "If I c-could j-just make it through...if we just g-get some kind of miracle...I'll b-be a good boy..." I clasped my palms together in a prayer. "P-please don't abandon us...please save us all."
A hand grabbed my left arm and lifted me up. Through my tears, I could see a sludge of purple, but then my eyes were wiped clean, and I could see clearly now. Wendy had just used the sleeve her left arm to wipe away my eyes. Her skin was partially boiled thanks to the Unstable Affliction spell that was reflected against her earlier. "Please don't cry, Stan," Wendy mourned, frowning. "We still need your strength." Her felhunter was still by her side limping on its front left foot whereas all of the other pets have fallen.
Kyle came up from behind Wendy and placed his right hand on my left shoulder, cuts upon his skin. "We can do this still, Stan. Even if it's just four of us left."
"Four?" Not counting Kenny and Kelly, due to being preoccupied with being beat down by the fatass, I only see Kyle, Wendy, and myself here.
I felt two pats on my back. Turning around, I saw a black moonkin, but it spoke with the shrill voice of Bebe's. "Don't give up just yet." She turned to Kyle. "You alright, Kyle?" Looking closely at Bebe, I could see bloody gashes across her feathery belly; being a druid, any damage she took in her animal form will normally correspond with damage in that general area in her normal form, so I don't think I want to see her stomach when she shapeshifts out.
"Better now that you're still with us," Kyle smiled back.
The four of us faced Cartman now, who was back in front of the stone platform. Kelly was thrown off to the right. Kenny was also thrown, though he landed only two feet in front of us. He slowly turned his head and looked up at us. "I t-tried, Stan..." Kenny coughed out blood and it landed on his dress. "I...really did."
I nodded slowly. "I know. It was dumb of me to put us here."
Cartman lept in the air and pointed his greatsword at us, meanwhile being protected by the purple barrier again - which meant no magic. Wendy and Bebe both groaned deeply so they took out their dagger and mace respectively. A moment later, Cartman charged from the air down upon us, stabbing the ground, sending ice chunks everywhere and knocking us away from each other. The fatass was in the middle of our entire raid. He tried to rush at Bebe with his sword, but Bebe dodged to the left.
Wasting no time to seize the opportunity, Wendy, her demon, Kyle, and I all charged in upon Cartman's back side, and Bebe recovered quickly enough to join us in the melee too. As the barrier did nothing against melee attacks, we were able to strike away at Cartman. But using his left arm, he swiped behind himself, striking us all with a backhand slap. I felt the slap on my left cheek as it stung greatly. We were all forced back as Cartman faced the four of us. "Ah...and you four! You four! I hate you most of all!" Cartman raised his greatsword.
However, he recoiled and screamed in pain. Staggering off to our right towards the stone platform, four more kids and one wolf were revealed. It was Tyler with his greatsword, Chris with his two daggers, Ellen with her two swords, her wolf, and Kathy with her dagger. They were much more cut up than Bebe, Kyle, Wendy, and I were, but still they remained standing. "You will not touch them!" Kathy yelled.
"Go to hell, asshole!" Chris added.
"Are you four alright?!" Ellen asked.
Kyle, Wendy, Bebe, and I glanced at each other quickly before nodding. Tyler then raised his greatsword. "Let's kick Cartman's ass then!"
Cartman rebalanced himself. He was bleeding heavily, and I could see tissue underneath his wounds. Despite being severely injured with such visible damage, he maintained perfect posture as he held his magic greatsword tightly. "I WILL FUCKING DESTROY YOU ALL!" He charged at us.
But all of us Octopath Travelers were remaining standing. Sure, most of us didn't have mana anymore (except Chris and I since neither of us use mana), and Cartman's purple barrier still held. Nevertheless, we all charged in with melee weapons out. I struck at Cartman's left knee, and I could hear a crack. Kyle slammed both his axes down upon Cartman's right thigh. Ellen performed a spin-slash upon Cartman's butt. Tyler went straight for a strike upon Cartman's collarbone. Wendy went for a stab that embedded the dagger just above Cartman's groin. Kathy stabbed into Cartman's right elbow, digging into his joint. Bebe slammed her mace upon Cartman's left hip. And Chris climbed onto the back of Cartman to drive his daggers into his shoulder-blades.
"AHHH!" Cartman roared in pain. He made a full spin clockwise, throwing us all away. "YOU STUPID ASSHOLES!" He was momentarily stunned. The purple barrier faded, though it did not matter since those of us who could cast spells (neither Chris nor myself) didn't have the mana to do so. Despite that, we did not relent. Refusing to give Cartman any opportunity to recuperate, we ran straight back into the fray. And this time, we were hacking and slashing away at Cartman, surrounding him completely. Wendy and I were on Cartman's front side. Tyler and Ellen both took his back side. Chris and Kathy were at Cartman's left side while Kyle and Bebe were attacking from Cartman's right side.
"This is for all the times you made fun of my hair, Red's hair, Sally's hair, and Kyle's hair!" Kathy embedded her dagger deep into Cartman's left knee, threatening to pull his kneecap straight out.
"Chronic betrayers like you deserve to suffer!" Chris stabbed into the inside of Cartman's left elbow and made a twist, causing a sickening cracking sound.
"Pure evil like you should go to hell!" Ellen rapidly slashed at Cartman's butt with both swords while her wolf was chewing into Cartman's left calf.
"This is retribution!" Tyler thrusted his greatsword straight into Cartman's spine. He then yanked his greatsword towards the right, and another crack could be heard.
"Sexist jackass!" Bebe, while still in her moonkin form, slammed her mallet into Cartman's right knee, and I could almost swear I saw his knee bend backwards from the impact.
"You are not gonna attempt another Holocaust anymore, fatass!" Kyle slammed both of his axes down upon Cartman's elbow, causing another crack.
"Payback's a bitch, isn't it?!" Wendy thrusted her dagger straight into Cartman's gut, and when she pulled it out, I'm pretty certain I saw her draw out organs. Her felhunter chewed into Cartman's right calf.
"You will never take advantage of us ever again!" I raised my battle axe and slammed it straight down upon Cartman's head, and I'm pretty sure I just cracked Cartman's skull.
Now normally, this should have finished off any regular boss, even ones as powerful as Trent Boyette. However, something happened that we did not expect; a shadow blast was expelled from Cartman after each of us made our attacks. Not only did it blast all of us away (and force Bebe out of Moonkin Form), but it felt like a sawblade just went to cut me. Cartman was in the middle of our entire raid, and we were close to the platform. We were all lying down, groaning in pain, cut up from everything that Cartman had thrown at us, from the frost and flame, to his claws and greatsword, as well as the Nazi Zombies and elemental spirits he brought down upon us. Us Octopath Travelers opened up even more wounds against Cartman, but in the end, he still remained standing as our entire raid had fallen. I tried to get up, but my entire body felt numb. While I was as conscious as the rest of the kids, I was too weak and tired to move any further.
This is it. This has to be the end. We came so close, and yet we've been so far. Salvation was out of reach, and after all this time, Cartman had managed to beat us.
"No questions remain unanswered! No doubts linger! You ARE South Park's greatest champions! You overcame every challenge I laid before you!" Wait...laid before us? I gasped: there was no fucking way that Cartman had planned out everything. "That's right, Stan, Kyle, and Wendy! You thought you three were oh so clever as to bring an entire raid team to take me down?! Why do you think I brought our entire class here?! Why did you think I showed you how to release our class?! Why did you think releasing our class was so easy as to pull a simple lever?! I EXPECTED you all to gang up on me, and so here we all are now!
"You trained them all well, Douchebag!" Cartman turned towards Ray, Charlie, and Heather. "Your powers of making quick and easy friendships is truly uncanny! It is due to their sudden, yet great caring for you that they came here in the first place! In other words: sure, you could have never foreseen nor realize it until now, but you had just delivered the greatest fighting force South Park had ever known...right into my very hands - exactly as I intended! You, Charlie, and Heather shall all be rewarded for your unwitting sacrifice!"
If I still had the strength I would vomit right now. How could we have underestimated Cartman's true genius? Now that I realize it, it was as if Cartman was several steps ahead of us the entire time - a master manipulator of people, even better than Wendy and Bebe could ever hope to be. He had the foresight to blackmail Ray, and he knew how exactly to take advantage of Ray's special powers of making friends quickly. It was like our entire class was busy playing checkers while he was playing chess in twelve dimensions utilizing nine hundred IQ.
"Unfortunately, I'll have to weaken the links that bind you all - thirty-eight kids to enslave is quite taxing!" Cartman held out his left hand, and an energy trail of purple came from the chains directly into Cartman's left palm. The chains weakened slightly. Cartman then moved to the platform and faced our entire raid. "You heard right, assholes!" Cartman raised his magic greatsword high into the air. "Watch now as I enslave them! They will serve me for all eternity!"
At that moment, thirty-eight purple bolts of lightning homed in onto each and every one of us, and I was struck by one of the bolts. There was no way for me to avoid this either. It was at that moment where I could feel my consciousness separate from my own physical body. Then it struck me: he's going to steal all of our souls, and there was nothing that I could do about it! Well, I guess this is how I'll spend all eternity. Good game, well played.
Charlie and Heather continued to cry. But then I saw something in Ray; as Cartman was in the process of stealing all of our souls, he began to mutter his next words rather loudly. "Morgan Freeman...Terrance and Phillip...grant me one final blessing...give me the strength...to SHATTER THESE BONDS! RAAH!"
Ray just farted, and a cloud of toxic gas erupted. It seems that he still got to keep his farting powers. He, Charlie, and Heather were all immediately released from the chains. They all fell back down to the ground, landing on their feet just behind Cartman. Charlie and Heather backed away holding each other. Ray on the other hand, jumped over Cartman and reached out for the hilt of Cartman's greatsword - the Stick of Truth itself. He didn't actually grab the Stick, though he smacked it down out of Cartman's grip. In that instant, the arcane energies of the greatsword dispersed immediately, leaving only the Stick itself as it lied on the ground in front of Cartman, and in front of the Stick itself was Ray. This broke the soul links against my entire raid, and at that moment, I could feel my consciousness slip back into my physical body. I immediately gasped, panting for air. At least I can feel my lungs again.
"What the-!" Cartman started.
But Ray was fast and did not give Cartman any time to react. He put his right hand against his own butt, forming a cup. He then extended his right hand, and at that moment, a cloud of toxic gas made way towards Cartman's balls. Ray had just done his Cup-A-Spell attack, and had just broken the Gentlemen's Code: to never fart on someone's balls. And here, Ray had just broke his code of honor - to save us all.
The fart connected with Cartman's balls, and at that moment, a brief flash of white light enveloped. "Impossible!" Magical energies escaped from the Stick, swirling around. The energies lifted up Cartman and he was suspended about three feet above the Stick, trapped helplessly in a state of endless free fall.
"No more, Eric Cartman!" Ray yelled. "No more of our peers will be hurt by your hatred! Now is the hour of your reckoning!" Ray farted once more, and a cloud of toxic gas instantly overtook the entire area. It smelled like shit, of course, but it brought energy and life back within all of us alongside myself. From that moment, all of us rose up slowly but surely, and the damage that was inflicted upon us seemed as if it was just reversed. "Rise up, champions of South Park! Kick his ass now!"
This time, all of us dove in on Cartman. The melee team as well as the paladin healers hacked and slashed at Cartman, while the ranged team and the priest, druid, and shaman healers were firing spells and projectiles at Cartman. Kyle casted Heroism as we grew slightly and our hands glowed blue. We all used our offensive cooldowns now. All the meanwhile, Cartman's metamorphosis was slowly but surely reversing. The wings retracted. His skin returned to normal color. He was returning to normal size.
After an entire minute, the Heroism effect faded. Cartman was lying down on the ground on his back, and Ray had the Stick of Truth in his hands now. The rest of our class surrounded Cartman. Ray stood over Cartman on his right side as he clutched the Stick tightly. "Douchebag..." Cartman coughed loudly. "...is it...over?"
Ray knelt down beside Cartman and put his free left hand on Cartman's heart. "At long last. No king rules forever, my fatass."
"I see...only darkness...before me..." Cartman's consciousness then slipped, and from there was incapacitated.
Ray placed two fingers on the left side of Cartman's neck. "Well, his heart is beating nicely, so he's still alive. Just out for now. You know how late it is?" He stood up and faced each and every one of us. "It was horrible. He was gonna sacrifice me, Charlie, and Heather so that he could become even more powerful, then use his power to become the world leader and bring forth Everlasting Christmas. That was his true plan all along."
"He tried manipulation last time to become mayor..." Kyle stated.
"Now he tried brute force," Wendy added.
Ray looked around at all of us. "I'm...really sorry. I had no choice, he blackmailed me, and-"
Wendy and Bebe both came up to hug Ray tightly. "Don't worry about it, we won't hold it against you," Wendy said.
Bebe let go of Ray and reached out with her right hand to pull Ray's right ear. "Do not do this again though, you hear?"
"Ow!" Ray recoiled back. After Bebe let go of Ray's ear, Ray nodded. "Alright. Yeah. Thanks though."
"HOWDY HO!"
We all looked back towards the path we came from. It was Mr. Hankey, on top of Snoopy and Woodstock. "It's getting a bit late," Mr. Hankey continued. "But I made a plane! The Seven Turdy Seven! I can take you all back right now!"
I looked back at everyone, then down at Cartman. "Let's get Cartman out of here. And by the way..." I faced each and every one of the kids in our class. "I'm proud of you all." They all smiled back.
Kyle nodded. "We head for Mr. Hankey's plane. And then we go home."
All of the appearances of my OCs are on my Deviant Art, which is the same username (John-117sp).
Anyways, this is by far the longest fight scene I wrote, as this was an actual raid fight. For those who know WoW lore well, the ending here is reminiscent to the Lich King boss fight. I hope you guys all found this chapter enjoyable as I myself loved writing this chapter.
There will only be two more chapters left to go, which I promise will be soon.
