#I may like whank a bit too much

[fluffy-starlaxy]

The last thing you'll ever see.

[theherosreturn]

(The Nosie also noticed that several trinkets he dropped were now in Bradley’s hands…and they were the before missing Warding Scales, very much untouched by Sam’s corruption. Hey, they’re meant to protect against such corruption, so they were just working as intended. Convenient, too, given how besides Braldey, only the toons were immune to Tempering, and even if it wasn’t nessecary to utilize them, better safe than sorry. Thus, everyone who needed one got one, though Irida and Arezu found them a bit unusual. Regardless of that…the artifacts glowed more, coming together…and in a flash of lightning that damage the castle…)

???: Hahahahaha! At last, we can celebrate once more! *notices everyone, including Bradley* You’re quire a fun looking bunch, aren’t you? Very well! Let us engage in this revelry wirh a good fight then, shall we?

(Susano, Lord of the Revel, had emerged.)

Bradley: He may be jovial…but alas, he’s still a Primal…so we might slay him.

Arezu: This presence…it’s…divine?

Irida: Bradley wasn’t kidding when describing Primals as being like gods then…

(Thus, everyone prepared to fight (Besides this still dazed Arezu)…and now)

(Music: https://youtu.be/lDG7ID6_Txg 0:00-3:24)

Susano, ready to fight: Let the revel begin!

Hank, as he and Whank cracked their necks: About damn time...I was getting bored fighting that Victor Hex knockoff...*Whank grabbed out their crystal hammer-axe and rushed at Susano while Hank was peppering the Primal with gunfire from a machine pistol*