Dojo
"This is ridiculous. How is our target supposed to be in this scrawny place?" No one was willing to complain at Joel's words as there was an obvious lack of elbow room. Sackboy and Daxter didn't mind due to their small size, but Quark was cramped and constantly stepping on toes. It didn't help that there were several onion people nearby filling the place with their fumes. Nathan decided to divert their minds by continuing the mystery. "So what exactly is The Gamer's plan? Why is he treating this crisis as a contest?" Sly was the first to respond. "He probably doesn't care about us, we're just pawns. I've been thinking back, when we beat our enemies, they explode or disappear in the same color light that took away Carmelita and takes us from world to world! What if we're not fighting, but sending our targets somewhere?" Fat Princess was getting scared. "Oh, he might be a bigger ruffian than Polygon Man!" Joel finally snapped. "That's just it! This Polygon Man and The Gamer are obviously working together!"
"If that were true, then there would be similarities in the energies that they muster. However, there are extreme differences in the power outputs between the two." Clank pointed out. Joel was readying to kick him when Jak held him back. "Yeah, but there's still the possibility of a connection. If they aren't allies, they could be enemies." Daxter was still confused. "If they're enemies, then why didn't The Gamer say so? And why is this treated as a game if it's really a battle?" His questioning was interrupted by Chop Chop Master Onion making sudden noises. "And what's with you, fume-breath? Can't you see that-" Master Onion didn't respond as he started jumping about and knocking down the walls, revealing the situation outside.
It was hard to miss all the robots flying about terrorizing the city, but everyone's attention was grabbed by the MAWLR firing rockets at the buildings. Cole was quick to act and form a plan. "Anyone who can fly, come with me to attack the big guy! The rest handle the ground units!" Cole charged while the others prepared their weapons. Ratchet and Clank called their ship, Jak turned to Light Jak, Sly and Sackboy got their jetpacks, and Sora activated his pixie dust. Joel took the lead on the ground with the others.
The ground defense was doing well. Nathan and Joel were able to snipe easy while Toro and Quark herded them in one place. Though everyone had to pause for a second to wonder why Fat Princess was running over the drones on a giant chicken. But there wasn't much questioning as they took down the threat easily.
The same couldn't be said for Cole's side. Whatever the MAWLR was made of, it was shrugging off their attacks like it was nothing. The only time they were able to make it stagger was when Cole brought down an ionic storm, but it only worked for a few seconds. "Clank! Can you figure out any weak spots?" Clank was analyzing the MAWLR's structure with the ship's computer. "We can do damage, but only if we can provide a high, concentrated force at the main control point! The only comparison is a giant-"
"PUNCH!"
Everyone was surprised, some terrified, to see a giant Chop Chop Master Onion appear out of nowhere and take down the MAWLR in a single hit. It solved the problem, though some were a bit skeptical if that counted or not. Others were concerned with other things. "Well, so much for clean underwear." Before anyone could walk away from Quark, the glow returned to take them away to the next world.
"Now two teams are questioning me! At this rate, even Team 1 will start putting 2 and 2 to 4.5 instead of 5!" The Gamer took a brief moment to chuckle at his little joke. "Anyway, they're becoming suspicious of everything. If this keeps up, they might stop playing, or worse, make me tell the truth! And I want to keep that a secret! I have a reputation to maintain...I actually wonder if they will figure it out. Let's start with the first team to start questioning my game..."