Ink Sword looked at the smoke rising above the remains of the golem with joy. His claws clicked against the ground as he walked to Magica. When he was only a few meters away from her, he lifted a leg and ejected his sword. Magica stood in front of him, silently holding a potion in her magic. A look of anger was in her eyes as she stared him down.
“Listen, I don’t know if you liked that thing, but I didn’t want it to knock me out again, all right?” Ink Sword said. Magica rolled her eyes.
”All right, whatever.”
Ink Sword then began shooting yellow energy blasts which, while not as big, were definitely faster.
Magica barely had any time to react. She ran to a nearby house, hearing the projectiles whizzing past her. She swung open the door with her magic and scurried in, slamming the door behind her.
Ink Sword stopped shooting.
“Does she honestly think that a door could survive any of my energy blasts? Heck, a swift swipe of my sword would do the job. Might as well just bust in there and kill her already.”
He shot a C4 charge onto the door. It exploded on impact and ambled to the entrance. Ink took a step in, and when he did he fell. He looked up and saw Magica smiling mischievously at him.
“I still had an acid potion, and I decided to let it not go to waste,” she yelled down the hole. Magica dropped down an empty potion bottle down at him. It crashed on the floor into pieces.
“I could kill you right now with my cannon!” Ink yelled.
“I thought you might say that.” Magica took out a potion that looked just like water. She poured some on her hoof and walked up to a bookshelf . Magica used her magic to lift it up and and turn it around so the back faced her. She poured the solution onto her hooves.
Ink Sword noticed she hadn’t popped her head in the hole for quite a while. He decided that he could just fly out the hole and kill her while she was doing . . . whatever she was doing. It occured him that she had actually expected him to sit here and do nothing while she concocted something to counter one of his main offenses. He face . . . clawed? Yeah, that seems about right. Anyway, he began to fly up the tunnel, but when he was just about to fly out the top, the bookshelf came down.
“OOOOWWWW!” he yelled in pain. He rubbed his head and began to charge up a energy blast. Magica didn’t respond. He was about to shoot, but he remembered how he got in this hole. A different solution came to mind and a drill popped out of his cannon.
Magica was aboveground, tapping her foot. The plan was that he was going to shoot his way out, thus causing the potion to explode. Deep in thought, she sat down and began to ponder what could have happened to her combatant.
“Thought I was going to fall for it, Didn’t you?” She whipped around in shock to find Ink Sword standing in the doorway. A hoof frantically went down into her bag and she searched desperately for something to get rid of him. She looked down to find that all of her offensive items were gone. All she had were some healing potions. Fear crossed her face as Ink sword walked forward and smiled the same way he did when he destroyed the golem. Ink ejected his sword and raised it above his head as he dealt the final blow. Ink’s paws clinked on the floor as reappeared in the auditorium. Cheers filled the room.
“All right, since Ink Sword won, he gets a prize.” Jolteon closed her eyes. “What do you want?” A yellow aura swirled around her.
“Why’re you doing that?” Ink asked.
“I’m channeling Zekrom’s power so I can summon your prize. It’s kinda hard, but take your time.” Her voice sounded a little strained.
“I want . . . An attack that allows me to temporairly call a sidekick being to deliver the finishing blow or to provide temporary help, possibly lending me a weapon if someone destroys my main ones,”
Jolteon opened her eyes. They glowed red and a paw reached out and touched Ink Sword. She held it there. It then fell to her side and the aura disappeared.
“I don’t feel any different. Your paw didn’t even glow or anything when you touched me!”
“Of course you wouldn’t. You can only use that temporary sidekick during a battle,” Jolteon hopped off the stage and teleported in her electric ball again.
Magica looked around and saw that her golem was standing in the back of the room. She walked nonchalantly over to him and motioned for him to follow her. She walked out of the room and he followed.
“That wasn’t satisfactory at all! Where’s the epic conclusion or some painstakingly detailed second half!? An audience member yelled
“Atleast it was released. Heck, Zekrom to was about to make mini-series based around us host to keep you guys fed till he finished this since he kinda pushed us to the side in the later chapters,”
“But, we would’ve loved that though!”
“Oh well, It’s not like Zekrom’s going to cast a vote or some-” Celestia was hit by a rock mid sentence.