With a heavy cloud of dust still in the air, Peppino through the chunks of rock and debris from what had once been the top half of a mountain, his heart racing as he gazed up at the pillar of dark-energy forming over the raised blade that Saber was holding up toward the sky. Reading the fallen knight's movements, Peppino waited in anticipation as he drew closer toward the peak of the massive mound as the volatile pillar of dark-energy tore apart the sky as Saber swung it down on him. 'Time to pull out the big guns,' Peppino thought to himself, as he did his infamous "Family Guy" pose the moment the dark-and-black blazing fire from Saber's special attack made contact with his being.
Having predicted seeing her Italian opponent flashing her with a ridiculous taunt, Saber gritted her teeth as she watched as the pillar of shadow-energy radiating out from her sword enveloped Peppino's entire body in its unholy darkness. 'What an utterly foolish way to parry an attack… Am I to believe that this man is the one who Pizzahead fears?!' Saber thought cynically to herself, as she used her "Massively FTL+" speed and immersible reaction time to maneuver around her returned "Noble Phantasm"; as Peppino sent her dark-energy pillar right back at her.
Having just demolished the remaining base of whatever was left over of the mountain Saber had been standing on, Peppino made sure to keep his momentum going, even as there appeared to be a strange fog manifesting from where his opponent had just been standing. 'Oh God…! Where is she?! Did I…?! Did I get her?!' Peppino thought anxiously to himself, while feeling a cold shiver running down his back as the area around him began to become obscured in a blanket of condensation.
That's when he caught something speeding by him from the corner of his eye. Time for Peppino seemed to slow down, as he turned around with his heart sinking into the bottom of his chest, as he saw Saber glaring at him through the armored visor that covered her eyes; her sword raised up, as he watched her gauntlet-covered fingers tightened around its handle. "... You should have stayed behind in that restaurant," Saber said in a low voice; hearing Peppino whimper as she slashed her sword through his body.
Expecting to see the Italian chef's bisected body transform into a lifeless trophy, Saber's vision that she already saw through her ability of precognition baffled her. "I-Impossible…" The fallen knight spoke quietly to herself, as she halted her momentum by digging her armored heels into the Earth; coming to a skidding spot, just so she could turn around and watch in disbelief as Peppino's severed lower-half used their legs to turn back around, to try to deliver a powerful kick into her abdomen.
Using the power of "Toon Force" against the almighty strengths that his legendary opponent had on her side, Peppino propped his upper half up by his arms before trying to join his legs in taking down the fight against the dumbfounded knight. "Come on! Two-on-one, you-a sonofabitch! Let's-a go!" Peppino shouted with a slightly worried look in his eyes, as he watched as Saber casually stepped to the site before using one of her legs from underneath her armored skirt to trip his lower half.
"Stand down, you unworthy adversary; or I shall bury you in this mountain," Saber commanded in a dark voice, as she raised her sword up anticipatingly, as she watched Peppino lumber his upper half toward her.
Defiant and not feeling any pain, Peppino refused to back down as he prepared to leap up at her. "Tis' but a scratch-a!" The Italian chef protested, before leaping up with his arms stretched upward at the knight's neck.
Moving her sword at speeds that not even Peppino could keep up with, Saber was easily able to cut both of his arms off before taking a step back from his upper half landed face-down on the ground where she had been standing. "A scratch?! You speak in lies, chef; now you'll die as one," the fallen knight scoffed as she walked past where Peppino laid in pieces; finding herself a nice spot in the dirt, before kneeling down on it.
Placing her sword down beside her, Saber let out an elongated sigh as she pressed her palms together to form prayer hands before softly closing her eyelids behind her black visor. "... We thank thee Lord, that in thy mercy never fails m- You've got to be joking with me," Saber muttered annoyingly, as her precog vision of seeing Peppino's severed arms crawling towards her interrupted her prayer.
Standing up with her back turned toward Peppino's arms, which were both trying to sneak up behind her, the fallen knight's reaction time proved itself to be unlike anything the Italian chef had gone up against. By the time Saber turned back around to face him, Peppino laid as a pile of oregano beneath her feet, with nothing but a chef's hat and his two eyeballs left on top of the pile of finely chopped pieces of himself.
Staring down at him with shock written all over her face, Saber raised her visor up to her forehead in order to stare down at the cartoonish sight beneath her. Narrowing her eyes down at Peppino, Saber felt an uneasiness washing over her as she all of a sudden saw a haunting sentence written in white font manifesting itself within her vision. "You've hurt Peppino seventy-times," it read, as she blinked several times before the chilling message faded out of her retinas.
"I... I don't have time for this nonsense," Saber muttered under her breath, as she turned away from Peppino's oregano form. Lowering the visor back onto her golden-colored eyes, Saber was using the device's ability to mathematically calculate the exact location of where the red chaos emerald had gone. Watching from afar, Saber could see that instead of running away to deliver the gem to its destination, the rest of Peppino's group was heading toward her in the direction of the fallen mountain.
"Huh… That saves me the trouble of needing to chase them for it… Very well, if it's a fight they want, it's a fight they'll get," Saber muttered under her breath, as she aimed her sword toward the incoming group; knowing very well that they couldn't see her, due to the thick blanket of fog that she was passively manifesting within the area. The ground beneath her began to crack, as a black aura filled with pink and purple lights began to erupt over her form before beginning to envelope the blackened blade of her corrupted sword.
Taking in a deep breath before slowly sighing, Saber narrowed her eyelids behind her visor as she locked on to the center of the group. "Forgive me, for mercy is a luxury that I cannot afford to bestow… Now die, and rest forever… EXCALIBURRRRR!" Saber roared out as loudly as she could, firing a concentrated beam of dark-energy. What was supposed to result in the immediate deaths of Peppino's five allies— except for the costumed menace himself— ended far differently than Saber had intended.
Using her visor's magnification ability to catch a glimpse of Kobeni's eyes flashing yellow for a split second, the fallen knight was able to make connection between the Japanese young woman's unknown power, and why her ranged beam of dark-energy had missed its mark entirely. 'That woman… She looked scared, but only noticed my Noble Phantasm after it terraformed the area behind her and the rest of them… It must be a passive "Mana Burst", similar to "Avalon's fog"...'
'... If she can bypass my enhanced precognition, that must mean she can override fate itself, but just isn't aware of it?' Saber thought strategically to herself, as she suddenly became a shadow before Peppino's shocked eyes; fading into the ground, before instantly teleporting away toward another vantage point. 'In the grand scheme of this battle, the only thing that matters is that I get the chaos emerald… She isn't my target, nor can she hurt me with her feeble strength… It's the last Phantom Thief who is the one that needs to perish.'
"H-HOLY CRAP! W-WHAT THE HELL WAS THAT?!" Kobeni screamed out loud with a terrified expression on her face; her face sweating bullets with tears running down the corners of her eyes, as she tried to keep up with how much faster everyone else in her group of freedom fighters were. "N-Ngh…! S-Slow down, guys; g-godamn- gah…!"
"N-No Kidding, [Number 1 Misfortune Devil]! These [Esteemed Associates] Are [Too Fast, Too Furious]!" Spamton chimed in agreeingly, although compared to Kobeni's "subsonic" running speed, the salesbot was able to carry himself on his tiny legs at "supersonic" speed; effectively making the young Japanese woman the slowest one out of all of them.
"We're almost there, Kobeni-Chan," Ren quickly reassured, as he led the group toward the direction of where the Noble Phantasm had originated from. Using his sharp mind and memory of his previous fight with her, the young man had already suspected that Saber would have changed her location after almost blasting them into oblivion. 'That move of hers… "Excalibur Morgan", I believe I remember her calling it… Servants don't miss their targets like that; there was force that intervened, but what was it that saved us? What could it have been?' Ren thought to himself, as he kept his gloved hand tightened around the handle of his black dagger, as they approached the pile of Italian herbs and spices that was once a man.
Staring down at the familiar white chef's hat and pair of cartoon eyes that were positioned underneath the brim of the headwear, the group had confusion and horror in their eyes as Peppino looked back at them with a panicked look. Unable to speak, Peppino could do nothing as Neco-Arc waddled her way to him before kneeling down to stick her balled hand into his oregano pile. Getting a sample on her fingerless appendage, Neco-Arc made everyone behind her visibly disgusted as she used her cat tongue to lick up the bit of spice that was once Peppino's body.
Smacking her lips obnoxiously, Neco-Arc hummed methodically to herself while savoring the taste of the Italian chef, before an actual lightbulb popped up above her head, signaling to the others that the cat girl had come to a decisive conclusion. "Buranyuu~! Hey fellas, I think I'm allergic to oregano!" Neco-Arc said cheerfully, as she stood back up before turning around to reveal to everyone that her face had become red and puffy. "Also… That's definitely my Boss; he's alive and well, just needs a "pick-me-up", and he'll be good…!" Neco-Arc informed through her inflamed mouth, as drool and tears began to leak out of her itchy face. "Nyaga…! I think I need one too…"
Coming to the rescue, Chef Kawasaki reached into his apron to pull out two slices of deluxe pizza; handing one to Neco-Arc, before setting the other slice on top of Peppino's eyeballs. "We've got to be more careful here, everyone…! Chef Spaghetti and I baked only one large-sized pie, and we've already burned through five slices… Nnnghh…! W-We're down to our last three pieces, I'm afraid," the orange-blob announced in a concerned voice, as he watched simultaneously as both Peppino and Neco-Arc were instantly healed before his eyes.
"Mama Mia…! At this-a rate, I'm-a wondering whether or not it would be-a better to forget about trying to-a fight this woman, and just-a make a bee-line toward this-a "Egg Carrier" you mentioned, Joker," Peppino suggested with a dreading tone in his voice, while silently recoiling after noticing that his arm hair had disappeared from when Neco-Arc ate that small part of him.
While Peppino was showing Neco-Arc that she had unknowingly done to him, Ren thought about the other night when he and his friends had first been assigned with the task of retrieving the red chaos emerald from the coordinates that Eggman had given him; the mission that kickstarted Saber and the Subspace Army's pursuit of the powerful gemstone. "... I've already tried that, and it ended in tragedy. She's managed to find us this far out from New Donk City; even if we somehow evade her, we'll just end up leading her to the rest of our allies, including our ship…" Ren said in a solemn voice, as Neco-Arc reassuringly pulled out a black marker from her skirt.
With the cat-girl humming to herself as she began to draw the hairs back onto the confused Italian chef's arms, Spamton decided to speak up in light of how dire the situation seemed for them. "Hey [Uninformed Consumers], [Incase Of Emergency] It Wasn't [Pain-Stakingly Obvious], Fighting Any Servant Head On [Head Off] Ain't Gonna Work Out In Our [Drastically Decreasing] Favor. So Hows About We Used Our [Tools Of The Trade] To [Nullification Proclamation] That [Hochi Mama's] Most [Useful Insight]?" Spamton suggested, before turning toward the anxious Japanese woman to raise his little arms toward her, in a way that a car salesman would do when presenting a vehicle to a customer.
"[Lady?] And Gentlemen! What [Your Ol' Pal] Has Here Is A [Sweaty And Anxious] Woman Who Signed [And Leased] Her [Luck] And [Joy] For The [See Terms And Conditions] Ability To Manipulate [Fate] Into Her Favor! And [HOW, GODDAMNIT?] Do You Ask?" Spamton asked rhetorically, as everyone else in the group was too paranoid of Saber's whereabouts to give the salesbot enough of their full attention to be engaged in what he was saying. "My [Esteemed Associates], [Number 1 Misfortune Devil] Can Adjust A [Potential Customer's] [Luck] Into Being Just As [Down Bad, Frfr] As Hers! With The [Added Bonus] That [HYPERLINK BLOCKED] They Aren't [Premium Insured] From [DEATH]!"
Unable to understand the gist of what the salesbot was saying, which again was mostly due to him being too distracted with keeping an eye out for Saber to be invest his brain power into translating Spamton's words, Peppino decided to just ask Neco-Arc his question instead. "So-a uhhh, w-what-a is he actually saying, Gattina?!"
"Nyaga~! He's basically just telling us that Kobeni-Chan is super unlucky, and can rub that bad voodoo off onto whoever's trying to attack her… Meaning that she's the only one who Arthoria can't touch!" Neco-Arc translated, before becoming excited as both she and everyone else suddenly all had the same idea. "OOOOO! THAT MEANS THAT SHE'S THE ONE WHO'S GONNA CARRY THE RED ROCK-CANDY FOR US!" The cat-girl screamed from the top of her lungs, as she spun around to smile back at the anxiety-ridden women.
"Aww, S-SHIT…! T-This is why I never tell anyone about the contract that I- Wait… Spamton-San, how did you even know about that?!" Kobeni asked with a genuinely surprised look on her sweating face, as she looked away from Neco-Arc's incredibly large eyeballs to stare down at the pointy-nosed salesbot.
"Come [On] Now [Number 1 Misfortune Devil], You Didn't Actually [Think] That [Your Ol' Pal] Wouldn't Be Able [$2.99] Detect A [Binding-Legal Contract] From This Distance, Would You?" Spamtom quipped smugly, as he raised a hand up to lower his spectacles to down to flash a knowing look in his eyes. "What Sort Of [Number 1 Rated Salesman1997] Would [Your Ol' Pal] Be, If [Your Ol' Pal] Couldn't Detect A [Legal Document] From [Approximately Two Meters Away From Your Location]?"
Before Kobeni could further press the matter to the mysterious salesbot, she was suddenly interrupted when Ren suddenly shoved the red chaos emerald into her hands, making her extremely terrified and paranoid. "W-What the H-Hell do you think you're doing, Joker-Kun?! If that bitch sees me with this-"
"-Then she won't be able to forcibly take it from you," Ren interrupted, as he stared at the horrified young woman with a serious look in his gray eyes. "Under no circumstances are you to give this emerald to her, or anyone unless they've identified themselves as either "Dr. Robotnick", or "Sage'... Even if someone tries to negotiate with you using the lives of those important to you, do NOT surrender this no matter who has to pay that ultimate sacrifice… Understand?" Ren asked sincerely, as he lowered his hands down to stabilize Kobeni's trembling hands.
"W-What?! N-No! This is…! T-This is t-too much pressure for me! There's no way I-I…! N-No… No, I'm sorry I-I can't! I-I don't know if I can do this," Kobeni whimpered with more tears flowing down the sides of her cheeks, as her knees began to buckle underneath her. "I-I know why you guys want me to carry t-this burden, b-but it w-w-would be a-a b-big m-m-mistake t-t-o let t-trust me with s-something t-this i-i-important," Kobeni continued to cry out, as she lowered her head in shame as she remembered the night before; watching with her lowered eyelids as Ren lowered his hands down to carefully take his pistol back from her.
Empathetic to the emotional pain the young Japanese woman was experiencing, Chef Kawasaki began searching his extensive inventory for something that would help distract Kobeni's mind from spiraling into a panic attack; something that none of them could afford, as they knew better than to let their guard down while the mysterious fog was still present. "Y-You know what always cheers me up, Ms. Kobeni? A nice, delicious ice-cream bar…!" Chef Kawasaki said with an uneasy voice, as he pulled out a sea salt ice cream from underneath his apron; tearing off the preserved frozen-treat's packaging, before extending it out toward her.
In that moment, all Kobeni could think about as she stared up at the delicious frozen-treat was of her deceased friend; the same fiend who she not only lost in her universe, but within the reality marble that the Moon Cell and Pizzahead had sent her to continue on with her miserable existence. "A-Arai…! I-I…!" Kobeni choked out in a barely audible voice, before suddenly beginning to wail out in anguish as she fell to her knees.
With Kobeni sobbing while incoherently apologizing to the other Devil Hunters who had died trying to fight the automatrons that their old nemesis had summoned to fight for her, she was left immobilized by all the bottled-up grief that she had been ignoring since she saw her original allies die one-by-one. Being the closest one toward her, Peppino stepped forward to catch the hysterical woman before allowing Chef Kawasak to scoop her up in his stubby arms. "Maybe that-a wasn't a good idea after all…"
Feeling ashamed of himself, as though he were the one responsible for opening up Kobeni's mental scars, Chef Kawasaki stared down into the face of the wailing woman with a look of remorse and grief on his own cartoonish face. "W-What did I do wrong?! All I did was offer her an ice-cream bar; I-I didn't mean to do this guys, I swear!" The orange-blob blubbered out with a teary expression of his own, while Neco-Arc knelt down to pick up the dirt-covered ice cream that he had dropped.
"Buranyuu~! It isn't your fault, Kawasaki-Senpai! She's dealing with her own grief right now; which is valid for her to do, but it's completely inconvenient for the rest of us, mmmm~!" The cat-girl explained with a purr, as she took a few licks of the sea salt flavored treat; completely oblivious to the hundreds of flashes of red-light that were taking place within their fogged vicinity. It wasn't until she ate the entire popsicle did Neco-Arc finally realize why everyone around her had their backs turned to her. "Nyaga… Wowie! This reminds me of that one Stephen King book, the one about mist! I just… Can't remember the name of it right now, hmmm," Neco-Arc muttered under her breath, as a baseball bat manifested itself into her balled-up hands. "Oh well! I guess it doesn't matter right now, huh guys?!"
"[Correct-O'-Mundo], [Number 1 Rated Cat]! According To My [Cyber Land Engineered] Sensors, There Are Exactly Three-Hundred [Customers With Complaints] Surrounding Us From [All Along The Watchtower]!" Spamton informed with a cheerful and upbeat tone, as he raised his small hand out to summon hundreds of sentient blue-gel monsters all around them; his eyes glitching as all of a sudden a loud-thunderous boom beneath their feet shook them to their core. "[ERROR]! Correction… There's [Now] Exactly Three-Hundred And One [Customers With Complaints]! Including [Shipping and Handling] [$1.99] [BIG MOTHER ! #$ER]!"
Not needing to ask the salesbot for clarification, Peppino and his remaining friends gazed up in horror at the colossal shadow-silhouette of a massive bipedal figure approaching them at speeds faster than something its size should be capable of. "Santa Maria…!" Peppino muttered to himself with sweat pouring down his face, as the one-hundred and fifty meter-tall robotic monstrosity drew closer toward them.
"Peppino…! I should have known that you'd survive that explosion! I just didn't think I'd see your fatass this soon!" Pizzaface's unmistakable voice spoke through the massive robotic-entity, as the towering horror stood over them. The roughly humanoid structure of Pizzahead's new mecha was similar to the hundreds of soldiers walking amongst the armed primids who were surrounding the group; with a broad torso and large shoulders compared to its thin limbs and lower body. Armed with three-fingered hands and a massive stark-white mouth filled with nested jaws of gnashing teeth, Pizzahead's newest form was terrifying to say the least; as the redline glowing within its black chassis made all of them wonder whether or not their attacks could penetrate its armor.
Without eyes, Pizzahead's mech was still able to scan its environment; lowering its massive and eyeless head down, toward where Peppino and his allies were gazing up at it with uneasy expressions of determination and fear on their faces. "I see you've already replaced your "friends"... HA, AH HAHA, AH! GOOD, THEY'LL ALL MAKE FINE ADDITIONS TO MY COLLECTION!" The massive mecha laughed cruelly, as it flexed its three-fingered claws while raising its arms up in preparation to unleash its furry onto its opponents.
"BEHOLD, PUNY LITTLE WORMS! I AM "GIGANTO", AND YOUR JOURNEY ENDS HERE!" Giganto roared out with arrogant confidence in its voice module, as it opened its massive rows of jaws to reveal a bright red-light that was beginning to grow more intense from the back of its throat. "Now then… When I say "die" Peppino, I mean it this time… SO DIE ALREADY!" Giganto screamed from its voice module, before blasting a powerful beam of crimson-energy down onto the group of would-be heroes; terraforming the ground beneath them into nothing but disintegrated ash and photonic particles.
Having been observing her opponents from afar, the moment that Saber witnessed Pizzahead had his new and improved mecha and Subspace Army entering through the massive tear that Excalibur-Morgan had left in its wake was when the fallen knight sprung into action. "God-forsaken automatrons…! And vile demons from Hell…!" Saber muttered hatefully under her breath, as she raised her free hand out to summon a magical barrier in front of her; protecting her from the ranged beams of crimson-energy that the soldiers around her were trying to incinerate her with, while standing her ground as the shockwave created by Giganot's own volatile blast of energy traveled through the shifting tectonic plates beneath her boots.
With her pregoniton and battlesense unaffected when she was direction her focus on the Subspace Army, Saber leapt over the magical barrier with her sword in hand; her corrupted blade penetrating the crimson shields that the soldiers were trying to use to defend themselves, as she began turning them all into piles of scrap on the ground, while slashing apart the primids into nothing more than piles of fading shadow particles. Within mere seconds, Saber had cleared the vicinity around her, all while remaining undetected by Giganto's powerful sensors as the fog and her own properties as a servant made it impossible for even Pizzahead himself to know her presence.
'I can't afford to intervene, not when I risk revealing my identity to Pizzahead… Damn it, I have no other choice but to retreat and try again when he's not present… I swear, I'll make him pay for what I've had to reduce myself-!' Saber's thoughts were cut short, the moment she heard the sound of rapidly-approaching footsteps coming from behind her. Instinctively relying on her precognition to guide her, Saber's battle sense was once again plagued with misfortune as she tried swung her sword horizontally; creating a ranged projectile from the wind itself, that narrowly missed decapitating the costumed man, who was fastly approaching her with a knife in hand.
"BET YA FORGOT ABOUT YOUR OL' FRIEND, DIDN'T YA?!" Noise screamed out manically with a murderous look on his face, as he leapt up from where he had squatted down to avoid being hit by Saber's attack; grappling himself onto the woman's breastplate, before trying to plunge the blade of his kitchen knife into her throat. "RAAAGHHH! NOBODY RUINS MY POGO-STICK AND LIVES TO TELL THE TALE ABOUT IT!"
Needing to drop her powerful sword onto the ground, Saber gritted her teeth at him as she lowered her face down just in-time to guard the unprotected section of her upper-throat with nothing but her black visor. Grunting as she felt the edge of Noise's blade slice apart her forehead, Saber began wrestling for Noise's knife, as he continued to swing it down on her face. "Y-You vile little vermi-GAH, NGHHH!" Saber grunted in agony, as she felt nothing but hot-white searing pain the moment Noise had swung her knife down hard enough to penetrate it not only through the right-side of her visor, but straight through her eyeball as well.
Laughing hysterically with a maddened look in his reddened irises, Noise's sadistic side took pleasure from the way Saber's grunts began to escalate into cries of pain when he suddenly twisted the knife while it was still inside her head. "GETTING STABBED ISN'T SO FUN, WHEN YOU'RE THE ONE ON THE RECEIVING SIDE, HUH!?" Noise screamed hatefully with tears of rage beginning to leak out the sides of his eyes; for as far as he knew from what he last saw, Saber had not only killed Ren and Neco-Arc, but had killed Peppino as well.
Fueled by her pain, Saber let out a defiant scream as she reached up to grab a hold of Noise's wrist; twisting it to the point where she was able to forcibly make him let go of the knife. "Y-You little bastard…! I'll kill you… I'LL KILL YOU!" Saber shouted angrily, as she used the remainder of her bloodied visor to bash it against Noise's face; causing the disoriented man to tumble off of her and land onto the ground.
"OW! That was my NOSE you stupi- WOAG?!" Noise tried whining out in anguish, but instead let out a gasp the moment he felt Saber's weight pressing down on his small body. With the weight of the armored woman straddling his torso, Noise's dominant arm was pinned down as he watched the vengeful woman raise the knife up over his head. "HOLY BALLS! NAAAAOAIYAO!"
"FACE MY FURY, WELP!" Saber screamed with her blood trickling down on top of Noise's face, as she began repeatedly plunging the knife down; ignoring the cries of help coming from the costumed man, as she stabbed the unpinned arm that Noise was trying to use to protect himself with.
"N-NGHHH! S-Sorry Lady, but I'm a taken MAN!" Noise shouted back, as he suddenly used his skewered hand to plunge his thumb into Saber's bloodied eye socket; causing the servant to shriek in agony while recoiling from him. With a window of opportunity presenting itself to him, Noise swiped the kitchen knife from Saber's fingers after he took his thumb out of the hole where her right eye had once been. "LIGHTS OUT, BITCH!" Noise shouted victoriously, as he plunged the tip of the knife down into the side of her exposed neck.
To Noise's horror, instead of the blade of his weapon inserting the woman's throat like how he had anticipated, Saber was able to quickly fight through the pain enough to suddenly catch the knife using her teeth; shattering it into pieces with her jaw strength alone, before spitting the chunk of saliva-covered metal onto Noise's masked face. "Enough of this…! Allow for me to show you the weight of my sword… The weight of my sins…!" Saber grunted out in a hateful voice, as she reached her arm out to grab Excalibur Morgan from the spot where she dropped it.
Knowing what was in store for him, Noise used the time that it took for the fallen knight to retrieve her sword to quickly whip out his revolver from his costume. "Feel the weight of DEEZ NUTS!" Noise shouted definitely with a crazed look on his face, as he pressed the tip of his barrel against Saber's forehead, just as the tip of her blackened sword pierced into his throat.
A single gunshot was fired off within the fog-covered grounds; alerting the reinforcements of Pizzahead's forces of where they needed to investigate. Feeling Saber's body slump over him as her muscles spasmed, Noise was struggling to breath with how deep her sword had managed to puncture his throat before he fired a round into her head. 'Oh, wow… Talk about a sore throat!' Noise thought sarcastically to himself, as he used his better arm and legs to push the fallen knight's body off of his.
Coughing up chocolate sauce and pieces of candy, Noise felt extremely weakened as he struggled to get back up onto his feet. Tucking the revolver in between his armpit, the costumed man took out a roll of flex-tape from his inventory before tearing off a piece to patch up the deep hole in his throat. Taking in a deep breath of air into his burning lungs, Noise began patching up the hundreds of cuts in his right arm before shoving the roll of miracle tape back into his costume.
'That oughta hold me over for a while… Now all that there's left to do is find where that chaos emerald went and… Aw crap, I knew that I wasn't getting off that easy…' Noise thought uneasily to himself, as he saw hundreds of red-glowing lights emerge from within the heavy blanket of fog, as the combined forces of the high-tech robots and primids began to surround him from all sides. Letting out a heavy sigh of acceptance, Noise quickly put his revolver away, as he used his taped-up hand to pull off the blood-stained mask from the top of his head; allowing for his long-black bangs to fall down on his forehead, as he switched out his revolver for his minigun instead.
"... Oh boy, oh boy. The price of freedom sure is steep, ain't it boys?" Noise mused aloud with a smirk written across his face, as the Subspace Army drew closer toward him with their weapons and shields raised up in preparation. In the face of certain death, instead of worrying about what was waiting for him on the other side, or even about what his girlfriend will do once she realized he wasn't coming back like how he said he would, all Noise could think in that moment was about what he had said to Peppino's niece.
"... How do you expect me to just stay here and wait, while knowing that you're out there, risking your life and fighting against God-knows-what, all by yourself?!"
"Heh! Don't worry kid, he ain't going out there alone; Fatass over here will have me watching his back-folds! I got a view of the joint when I brought my gal here, while you two losers were mucking around back home. The gist I've gotten is that this is basically just the same layout as the Pizza Tower; albeit hell-of-a lot larger in scale."
"You're out of your mind if you think I'm trusting you to keep my uncle safe! For all I know, you'll just leave him behind at the first sign of trouble."
"Kid, if Fatass over here gets left behind for whatever reason, it's because his slow ass deserves it… Ow?! Geez, babe, what was that for?!"
"Be nice to her, Theo! She's still a kid; she can't pick up on your sarcasm, and she's already been through a lot already, so lay off!"
"Engh… Fine… Alright kid, in all seriousness… I ain't gonna leave your uncle behind. If we truly are the only ones left who stand a chance at defeating Pizzahead, then I'd be moronic of me to lessen what little chance we've got going for us, by purposefully getting Peppino killed, hurt, or whatever it is that might happen to us out there in the… "Reality marble"..."
No longer smiling or even expressing anything remotely cartoonish in nature, Noise instead had a solemn look of remorse on his face, as he began to rev up the motor within his powerful minigun. "... I'm sorry kid, I guess you were right not to trust me… And I'm sorry to you too, Peps… S-Sorry that I was such an asshole to you… I… I cared about you… I wish I got the chance to tell ya that in person, Fatass," Noise spoke apologetically out loud with a soft-nostalgic grin forming on his lips, as he thought about all the times he and Peppino had spent together, before they became rivals.
"... And I'm sorry Hazel… Sorry that I wasn't the man you deserved." Taking in a deep breath, Noise slowly exhaled as he raised the revolving barrels of his minigun up toward the ninjas and soldiers that were sprinting at him with their bladed-appendages raised in preparation to chop him into pieces, while the primids armed with beam rifles and bazookas pressed their gloved fingers down on their triggers. "HEY-YA! How's about a nice ride to HELL?!? Admission is freeeee!" Noise shouted with resolve in his voice, as he mowed down the soldiers and ninjas that attempted to rush him down; cutting through their defenses with his heavy caliber-sausages, all while being able to hit a few primids with his straw projectiles. "NGH…! C-COME AND GET IT, BOYSSS! I'M PUMPIN' HOT STUFF OVER HERE!"