Nack hurled what could only have been a charred corpse at Tails, who blocked with his namesakes. Tails charged forward, catching the Weasel off guard and knocking him down. Nack responded by kicking him in the gut, sending him through a burning wooden pillar. Tails rolled out of the way just as more of the roof collapsed. When he looked up, he couldn't see the night sky. All that was visible were bright flames.
Tails refocused on his opponent. "I'm leaving this building alive, Nack! You're not!"
"I'll make you pay for all of this!"
Nack ran after Tails, howling in rage and flailing his arms in every direction. Tails ducked and rolled, but still took a blow to the back of his head. He struggled to his feet and looked over to Nack. The Weasel was barely holding on, life dripping from him with every move. He tried another charge, but fell forwards before he could reach his enemy. He tried in vain to get to his feet, finally dropping face first onto the floor.
Cautiously, Tails knelt down and flipped him onto his back. Nack was dead. He had burned down just like the club was about to. Tails sighed. "One down, I guess…"
Outside, the Spectre landed lopsidedly. Fiona opened the landing ramp and stepped out, watching the club burn down. Without warning, a large hand covered her mouth. She found herself being viciously pulled into the shadows by someone many times stronger than her.
An unfamiliar voice spoke to her. "This is the end of the line for you. When that kid comes to get you, he'll die too. Then it's off to Knothole to burn all your Freedom Fighter friends out into the open."
They dumped her next to the edge of a ravine. She tried to look around, only to realize that they had carted her to the outskirts of the ring. She couldn't find her assailant at first, but then she heard noises coming from a nearby tree. He had climbed about halfway up when the tree started shaking. Fiona peered into the darkness to see a large figure at the base of the tree, pushing it back and forth. It was Bark.
The Polar Bear was covered in burns and cuts, but his face showed determination. He gave Fiona a brief but meaningful glance, then threw all his weight and strength on the tree, which bent and broke. Fiona bolted away from the shower of splinters and leaves as the tree collapsed.
Bark stepped away from the carnage he had caused, watching Fiona escape. It had been his plan. She was safe. He wasn't. He turned back to the tree just as the reptilian form of Tex shot out of the tangled branches. The Lizard's claws raked across Bark's face, rending his sight, but that meant little to him now. He wrapped his hands around Tex's neck and dragged him towards the cliff. He couldn't see it, but he knew it was near.
Seeing his destination, Tex bit into his foe's shoulder, clawing at any part he could reach with both hands and feet. Bark could feel Tex fighting harder with every step, but he wouldn't be overcome.
Tex glanced behind briefly. He would be over the edge in two or three steps. Looking around for something, anything to save him, his eye caught on Fiona. She quickly raised her middle finger to him before disappearing behind the treeline. Then he fell.
Fiona ran in the general direction of the club. She heard Tex howling as he fell to the bottom of the chasm. She had no idea if Bark had thrown him or jump with him in tow. She didn't care. She wanted out of this place, nothing more.
Tails stepped into the Spectre. "Fiona? Where are you?" He got no response. Realizing the ship was empty, he ran back down the ramp and looked around. He cupped his hands around his mouth and called for her. After what seemed like an eternity, Fiona came out of the darkness. Tails walked up to her. "Where were you? I was getting worried."
She shoved past him and walked up the ramp. "Shut up Tails. Get in and take me home. I quit."
Shock and confusion hit Tails like a brick. "What? Why?"
Fiona turned around, rolling her eyes. "You almost got me killed. I'm not putting my tail on the line like that again. Get in, fly me home, pay me, leave."
Tails watched her retreat into the Spectre, completely at a loss for words. He had no choice but to abide her wishes. He could hardly believe it though. She had been gone for years, and he'd just gotten her back. Now she was leaving again. He sighed heavily and walked up the ramp, preparing to say goodbye.