The cyborg did not move.

The three hairy aliens stood in the middle of the room, which was covered everywhere by their dead comrades. Looking more closely at the details of how E.L.O had murdered his victims, Ratchet almost had to throw up. He had never seen such carnage, which his gangster ally also noted, "This is the world of the mafia, furball." Jame's gaze was back on his opponent, who was now beginning to reload his arm cannons, which alarmed the tiger alien, "He's a cyborg, and a bad one at that."

"Then we should avenge the death of your ..."

But at that moment James activated his suit, grabbed the heroes with his arms and jumped out through the nearest window, while E.L.O shot after, but missed. "WHAT ARE YOU DOING," at that moment police bots stood in front of the hole, glaring after the fleeing gangster with the two Lombaxes in tow, "Should we follow the..." Before anything was done however, the cyborg rushed out and gunned down the bots. His red visor then activated, locating his targets ahead, still running through the streets. E.L.O took ominously slow pursuit. It made no sense for him to run now or not.

He would get the lombaxes and the traitor.

"Why are you doing this? We should go back and fight," Rivet was let go again with her boyfriend. The heroes and the gangster were in a large parking area for ships on the top floor, to which James left a quick snort, "We're not getting involved in a fight against E.L.O!"

"But he killed your friends... ", before Ratchet was about to try to make sense of the tiger aliens, he yelled, almost frightened, at the lombax, "NOBODY HAS SURVIVED A FIGHT AGAINST E.L.O...quite honestly, if he wanted to he could kill the boss and take over the store, that's how cruel the guy is. His loyalty gets in the way though."

"So what do we do now? Run away," the rebel crossed her arms in annoyance. She didn't run from any fight, not even if it was an unstoppable machine. The gangster in front of you straightened himself to answer.

"What we can do is..."

"RATCHET, TAKE COVER!"

Clank spotted the danger. A missile landed just beside the companions, knocking them aside and causing the inhabitants of the big city to run away in panic. Out of the smoke stepped the cyborg himself, who reloaded his arm cannons and strode toward his target. Rivet was first and fired her blaster at the iron armor, unfortunately causing the plasma to just ricochet. What followed was E.L.O using his right index finger to point to her that this was useless.

"HOW ABOUT MY HAMMER," before the white lombax could throw the weapon the elite gangster sprinted forward and snatched it out of her hand. The blow began to prepare, but E.L.O got to feel the hot sand of the traitor from the side, which helped Rivet out again.

"Aw, screw it!"

James' helmet finally activated as well, and the tiger alien went on the attack with bare fists. Both criminals found themselves in the fist fight again, where the cyborg, however, was able to anticipate each blow of the bigger one and then attacked himself. The fists bounced off the armor of the good thug, who winced as a result. Despite the armor, E.L.O's fists were like a small car, ramming against his head and torso. The sides to his ribs were not spared either, before a kick then landed against the feline head and James was thrown backwards. Lying on the ground, the gangster watched as the elite came at him for another blow.

Before the omniwrench slammed into the back of his head.

This drew E.L.O.'s attention to the two lombaxes, who stood ready to fight, also clenching their hands into fists, "You want us, not him!" The answer to the outcry was that the cyborg started to get into fighting stance and began to prance on the tips of his feet like a boxer. "He's taunting us!" stunned, the heroes looked at the gangster before stepping together to attack. The blows were easily blocked by the taller one, who saw through them despite their smaller stature, and then knocked them both down with his palms. Ratchet quickly got back up and attacked from the side, where E.L.O only bothered to use one arm to block. The orange lombax almost lost his grip. All the combat training he had received from Megacorp and all the other experiences in his adventures did nothing against the iron one-man army, who was now himself slamming his fist of Ratchet against the nearest ship.

Then, however, E.L.O felt something fly against his head again. The rebel's hammer was back in her possession, where she gave her cheeky grin again at the gangster's brief silent reaction. On the bracer, a miniature pyrosator suddenly activated, its flames streaming at Rivet, but the rebel was just able to get to safety before things got even more dangerous. The cyborg strode and rammed his elbow into her, sending Rivet slamming into the edge of the floor's slope, facing the iron warrior in front of her. E.L.O pulled out a syringe of some sort. With it he had intended to stun the two lombaxes and the traitor and drag them to the boss first the easy way, and the tip was already close to piercing the soft flesh on your left arm.

But then something big slammed into the elite gangster.

James threw an entire dumpster at the cyborg, who stumbled over the edge from the force and plummeted. "That won't hold Him for long, COME," again his helmet activated and then helped the two Lombaxes up, "We're going down...inside the hotel!"

"There's no time for vacations now though," Ratchet was still trying to keep his lines to lighten the situation as the group jumped down the stairs and after a few long minutes emerged in front of the Megalopolis Hotel. Meanwhile, the parking lot was quiet until the loud hiss of fire and a hovering figure then followed in the sky. E.L.O's jet pack had activated and again he was tracking for the lombaxes. His sight showed the trail to the hotel down there next to the landing area, where the fugitives had already disappeared into the building.

There he would strike again.

"Hopefully we're safe here for now," James held his sides painfully. In the rush, the troops hadn't cared if they went into the hallway without checking in with the staff to rest their wounds for a moment. "He's been able to block every one of my blows. What on earth is this monster," Ratchet held onto the back of his neck painfully before Rivet stood by him and offered some assistance, "Hold still for a minute." She pulled out a few small broken airplane front discs before Ratchet then felt better and kissed his sweetheart against the forehead, "Thank you."

"You guys are cute together, but we don't have time for this," the tiger alien finished taking care of himself and straightened up against the wall. "So what would be the best way to defeat this fiend," Clank looked from his backpack position to the striped thug cracking his knuckles, "We've got to get to the boss! It's all out in the open anyway. If we put her as a hostage against E.L.O, he won't hurt us anymore and we can keep him off our backs." The heroes understood that it was the only way and went for this last plan. However, as they were about to make their way to the back exit, renewed shouting could be heard.

"He's here!"

The reception was left by aliens in a flash as E.L.O shot up to the ceiling and strode to the braid. As if to check in, he pressed the bell, causing the staff to step forward and address the elite gangster in a trembling voice: "W...What can I do for you..." That's as far as he got. A shot pierced his skull and made the bookshelf behind him turn red. His visor immediately located the lombaxes in the hallway, who were walking towards the restaurant, screaming at the guests to leave the hotel: "GET OUT! QUICK!"

"If you want a table you must reser...", a dagger was thrown against the waiter's neck, which was finally proof for the guests to flee from here quickly. The troop, however, strode towards the kitchen to seek shelter there. Rivet was looking through the crack of the door when she noticed E.L.O suddenly stop, steam coming out of his shoulders. He suddenly opened the lower part of his helmet that covered his mouth. It looked like completely decaying flesh, revealing a few old teeth and wrinkles, before the elite gangster grabbed the nearest glass to drink and downed it in one go.

"That's not an normal alien...", she muttered to herself.

The red visor then caught sight of her blue eyes, from which the rebel quickly retreated to the kitchen, where Ratchet and James were already taking shelter behind the iron shelves. "Guys...he saw me," Rivet blurted out, drawing the attention of the two men to her, "James, any chance for negotiations with him?"

"That guy doesn't talk a word," before the discussion continued the door was kicked through. The cyborg spotted the enemies and opened fire, making it difficult to dodge in the small space. The lombaxes and the tiger alien also fired back, which the elite Gangster dodged and took cover. "Sooo, do you have a plan," Ratchet ducked down next to his sweetheart, who looked at the stove and her cheeky grin came back up, "Yeah...we'll blow him up!" The orange Lombax was not enthusiastic about the idea, however, where he also wanted to give his opinion right away.

"Are you crazy..."

"I AGREE," James jumped up, scattering the hot sand on the gases of the hearth and furnace, before the rebel then shot after it with the blaster. Already flames were forming, which did not please the orange one and the two little bots, "Oh dear!"

"Yeah, you said it, pal," before another word Kit yelled out, "WE HAVE TO GET OUT OF HERE FAST!" So all three furry aliens rammed into the iron gangster, throwing him around their heads against the furnace behind them, running out fast. Rivet, on the other hand, turned around again and extended her hand to the cyborg in the shape of an L on her forehead, before her cheeky grin reappeared.

"GOODBYE, SUCKER"

Just in time as the explosion ensued the heroes made it outside and quickly gasped. "Okay...good riddance," the gangster tapped a button against his bracer where he usually activated his shield, "My ship is on its way! We're going to the boss's planet and finally strike you down!"

"About time," Ratchet was now fed up with all the thug stuff and pulled out the omniwrench, "This mafia has got to end, before any more die!" And so the heroes ran ahead again on their way to the point where the vehicle would land.

They had no idea that the danger was not over yet.

Out of the fire, he suddenly approached. E.L.O had only a few burns, which he loosely scraped off his shoulders and then placed his left finger on the side of his helmet. He contacted the boss, who also immediately answered the call and your menacing voice could be heard on the other side of the line, "E.L.O, are you still alive?" She, on the other hand, got data sent from him in response. His helmet had recorded the entire fight and was now sending it to be able to express his words. An amused laugh followed from the boss, who was already wiping away the tears on her eye.

"Oh man...they really ran away from you, like speetles run away from a Grunthor! God job so far, E.L.O," after her amused laugh was finished the pink leader collected herself and her menacing tone was heard again, "Go! Get them and bring them to me, but alive!" That's when the call ended. The gangster activated the visor again and located the lombaxes and the traitor. They already had a big lead, but would the cyborg catch up and then finally finish the job.

For him, this fight had only just begun!