I admire your courage

War bombards the Vader corps headquarters. Under the surface holds the people of Kowo island. Tiny mice gather in the corner to keep safe. Torches lighten the dark quiet underground tunnels. Trying to stay warm or brave, everyone embraces each other.

“Are we gonna die,” says the child.

“Don’t think like that, I promised you they won’t stop, even if only one is left fighting. Let’s believe in everyone.” Smoke blows before her pupils.

Multiple scales shoot for Vanula but are erased by lightning. Vanula sees Morco’s tail dug into the ground. What’s this guy plotting? Rumbling under Vanula’s feet, the ground splits some. Morco’s blades shoot Vanula up, afterwards swiping him down.

“That should do it, I’ll finish up the rest of the troops.”

A flash of purple lightning rings from the distance, essence reaching past the colossal snake. Vanula’s helmet builds completely, brushing dirt off his shoulder. “I’m the hawk that’ll end you,” vows Vanula.

Multiple arrows fly for Spark, while claw marks fly at Apollo.

“Why do you want those people and power ore? What are you plotting?” said Apollo.

“Do they want everyone here to be naïve? It's for the better that you know nothing, kid.” One colossal crawl slash flies for Apollo. Pushing every arrow back at him, explosions erupt over Apollo. Spark shoots inside the explosion. “That's all we want, It’s all about strength,” says Spark, slashing Apollo down the chest.

Apollo bumps across the land. Blood falls from the air, afterward turning into blood portals. Arrows rain bolting at Spark, but are swiped away using his claw marks.

“Try cracking this one.” A giant portal appears over the corps, the massive arrow flies out about fifty yards long. The arrow crashes on Spark, dragging him along the surface. “You're gonna tell me about the power ore before I kill you!"

A claw slash is made going across Apollo's chest again. The impact sends Apollo flying through trees. “Who? You said you were gonna kill me.”

“I’m not dying before I kill him!”

“Him?”

“Don’t worry it has nothing to do with you.” Blue essence flows eating Apollo. Out a blood portal his bow raises. Sparks races for Apollo, ripping the bow apart. “Sorry about breaking your bow.”

Apollo smirks. “You think I only have one bow? Don’t take me lightly.” Apollo slits his wrist, after kneeing Spark’s chin. Blood portals float bows across the sky. “You really think I'll make this easy for you, dumbass?”

Every bow formed an arrow inside, pulling the string back. Essence pulls grass from under, warping inside his bloody essence. “Don’t look down on me again, or else it’ll be your end.” Blood runs down Apollo's white dreads, and he smiles. “Release!”

Arrows dart out, while some arrows connect to each forming into larger ones. Others split into multiple. Spark fires upon the incoming shots; his arrows evade the slashes zooming faster cutting towards the alien.

I gotta find some cover quickly. Kicking up mushy dirt, jetting into the dark forest looking for cover. Apollo's essence shines through every leaf, blinding the forest itself. Trees crush behind Spark. "All these fucking arrows are annoying!"

”Where the hell do you think you're going? Don't start running now. Tell me what I wanna know, bastard!” Arrows tear throughout hefty wood, ripping roots, blue explosions discharge flaring across the landscape.

Trees launch for Apollo, yet they’re ripped apart by his arrows. Apollo sees Spark running down below, as smoke leaks from the furry alien. Firing another giant, ricocheting off the surface.

Apollo gets close enough to Spark, but he blocks the alien’s essence. With enough time in between the impact, the distance closes face to face. “Thanks for coming to me,” says Spark. This guy wanted me to rush him?

Spark slashes Apollo across his cheek, following with an uppercut. Apollo’s hit with a blitz of punches. The last blow rockets him down into compressed grass. Blood leaks from Apollo's mouth, Spark slashes another attack pushing himself for the Vader..

Spark glimpses a small white shining over. Apollo also holds that light.When did this light show up? “Saint blood darts!” Blue essence line shoots from both ends going through Spark. Both ends hold arrow heads; blood drips out Apollo’s grip. Pulling down essence whips Spark to the ground.

"You have no choice but to tell me the truth, because I don't plan on dying on this planet. There's no situation where you're leaving scot-free. If you think so you have the worst possible match up, dumbass," says Apollo.

"I don't listen to your terms. Why would I come here if I didn't prepare to play with my life? Don't you see, snow-head, I'm having fun keeping it from you. What's the point of me doing this if it wasn't fun? You can keep asking me about the damn power ore, still, nothing will come from me. I still need to enjoy this some more. So shut the fuck up and fight!"

Sola summons two-star spirit guardians among the courtyard, and bo charges Miss Rich. “I don’t wanna play with these toys, only you star caster.” One star spirit swings its lance before Miss Rich, but stops right above her head.

“What the hell, why isn’t my guardian attacking her?”

“I know what you’re thinking, why isn’t it working?” said Miss Rich.

Daggers fly nearby Sola, yet they're reflected back, Miss Rich sidekicks to Sola's neck.

Two shields hover upon her fist blocking the blow. Sola's elbow uppercuts the alien, her eyes fade to white, still Miss Rich continues the fight. "That's not enough to put me down for good.” As she lifts up, her knee connects to Sola's chin. Thick blood leaks to gravel.

"How does trash like you even live with your lives?”

"That's pretty great coming from conquerors like yourselves trying to take over the universe. Why is my own way so bad? We're no different from each other. What gives you the right to change my life?”

"I'll never be the same as you."

"I actually think you're the closest person to us all. With your long history you are perfect for us, Princess. Too bad we don't need any more friends. Nevertheless, you’ll be our personal tool, polishing you every day."

One Vader troop shoots behind Miss Rich, however she evades the blast stabbing the troop right in the eye killing him. Golden essence chases Miss Rich. “Star style explosion,” says Sola.

Falling from above, Sola flies on a star ripping explosions upon Miss Rich. An elegant dagger flies for Sola. She reflects it using her fist; a lifeless arm bounces under her star, blood covering the star shield.

“These guys also make good shields, good thing there’s so many of them here.” Three Vader troops leap behind Miss Rich. What the hell are you guys doing? She’s too strong for you all.

Miss Rich cuts the top of their heads off, leaving half their brains behind.

“Dammit, stop, I got this handle, don't push her anymore. Stop throwing your lives away, I can do this on my own!" Captain Tim from Kowo Island stands before Sola. “Shut up, Princess, you're the last of your kind. We're not throwing our own lives away, we can’t let them get a hold of you!”

The captain takes his sword out of his holster rushing for Miss Rich. Slashing for Miss Rich’s head, yet blocking with more daggers, Captain Tim sidekicks Miss Rich away. Pulling dust in, storms Miss Rich.

Going for a straight hand attack using her dagger, a heated bullet blows flesh out of her shoulder. The captain cuts Miss Rich on the same wound, landing an uppercut; blood pours off her polar teeth. Miss Rich spins midair, multiple daggers ignite from her. The captain blocks some away, still, others cut his forearm.

“You actually got some strength. Nevertheless, I can’t say the same about your soldiers?” The captain’s vision clouds like a foggy storm. “What the hell is this poison? I feel my heart rate dropping,” says Captain Tim.

The Vader troops fall to the ground unable to move their bodies; foaming through their mouths, all chasing each other to their dreams. “Enjoy your slow death, but with you, I’ll finish this now!”

One inch from the captain’s eye, Sola's star barrier chips the dagger, later launching Miss Rich down the courtyard. Sola catches the falling captain. “Stop trying to protect me, she's out of your league.”

“I don’t care, I know that’s true. Don’t overlook the weak forever, because that’s when they’ll surprise you. I can’t let my subordinates take all the heat. We’re all in this together, us Vaders!”

“What’s your name, sir?” She wraps his wound.

“The name is Captain Timberland Slim, but just call me Captain Tim. We got your back, Princess.” Sola has a flashback to someone placing their hand on her cheek, as blood is wiped off. Don’t worry I got your back, Princess...Forever… Essence and blood hugs them both.

“Someone go find Blake, we need her help here,” says Sola. Miss Rich rises from the rubble melting it down. “Alright, I’m done fighting with these weak pests. How about we start fighting just the two of us, Star Princess," growls Miss Rich.

Sola’s star barrier spins above, expanding leaking golden essence. Sola places one star before Miss Rich's feet. “Hop on, we’re fighting up there.”

“How do I not know this isn’t a trap?”

Sola’s faded eyes stare down over Miss Rich, while essence spins above her head. “Well, us Vaders aren’t scum like you. I’m gonna kill you up there, don't worry I promise that.”