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Malon was right behind Toad, her bow was in her hands in a matter of meer seconds. She fired a few arrows at the mask but they just bounced off. "I should have known..." Her gaze then fell upon a box in the corner of the room. She then pulled out another arrow and fired it tword the box, spliting it open. Inside was a small vial of a blueish liquid, "Perfect..." Malon made her way tword the bottle and grabbed it.

She knew this was going to be the only way... but was it really this simple? "Faith..." she wispered, "I will not let the mask controll you." With this being said she drank the contents. She started to glow and then the glow all flew into her bow, "The end is near mask..."

Malon then pulled out an arrow and loaded it, this time though instead of it just being an arrow it had a glow, it was a light arrow.... She let it fly, it seemed to wistle through the air.

"Idiots," muttered Cure from the bottom of the tower. He espied thje battle through a pair of binoculars. "It's not going to be that easy. This Mask knows how to fight back."

He stowed the binoculars inside his coat. Cure glanced up the stairs. They looked dark, and foreboding, but it was the only way up. "Like this is going to end well."

A piece of debris threatened to smash him. Cure leaped nimbly out of the way. The debris exploded. More came down on him. He ran up the stairs.

"Not gonna end well."

Gamer looked up, and noticed the commotion and noise that began to come from the tower. He sighed, and ran through a few scenerios in his head. "It seems he wants us dead now, instead of later... that can't be good." Gamer looked at the object Axle had given him. He focused his thoughts, and before he knew it, he was holding the gravity gun again. Gamer nodded slowly, this would be his main offense and defense.

He pointed the gravity gun toward the ground, tightened his grip on it, and fired. usually, this was used to send objects careening into the distance, but since the object couldn't move; he did. By this method Gamer made good time up the mountain. He stopped, however, when the new bombs started raining down. He used the gravity gun to pick up a nearby rock; it was now a temporary shield. He wasn't able to continue nearly as quickly, but he was safe, at least for the time being. "I've just got to get to the tower..."

He continued his way up the mountain.

The mask let out an exasperated sound as the griffin struck squarely on its face. GRIFFINS!? Where did THAT come from!? What the hell is this thing? it thought as it landed back on its feet in time to see the next two griffins rush through the small cave corrdor towards it. It placed its hands on the floor and sent two colossal spikes up to meet the flying beasts. One spike sent the griffin hurtling up out of the cave roof and into the confusion above. The other pinned the second beast to the ceiling, crushing it until it exploded into several tiny points of light.

They're just holograms.... this staff will be mine! It started running towards the fungus when the first griffin shoved it's beak into its backside and sent it flying back up above ground. The griffins regrouped and the would be heroes gathered around brandishing their own form of weapon.

The mask let out a shrill laugh and raised its hands to the sky. Winds whipped up and thick black clouds engulfed the peak. Fog set in, making it nearly impossible to see what's in front of one's own face. The clouds above grumbled. All went silent for a second. Then a flash of lightning illuminated scene and pushed the fog out from the scene for a brief second. However, the lightning had not struck the ranchers, nor the animals. It had struck the mask. A blue electricity jolted up and down it's body, and it glowed a neon blue.

The mask left a translucent blue streak as it jumped up and tackled one of the griffins, taking great pleasure in electrocuting it as it guided it down to a jagegd rock on the sie of the mountain. The sharp point made contact, and the creature vanished, just as the last one had.

The second griffin flew down quickly after, smashing the mask with its thick tail, meeting with a nasty shock in return. The mask grab held of the mountainside with hands and legs until it stopped skidding, and skittered around the mountain, avoiding the griffin's pounding attacks, occasionall meeting it with a formidable kick of its own.

After one such pounding, the mask was able to dodge and jump on the creature's back, shocking it until the thing exploded in a thousand points of light near the summit of the mountain. The mask landed on a ledge and let out a fearsome howl out of pride and spite for those loathsome creatures that wanted to keep the moon away from it...

In a megalomanical rage, the mask lept back up onto the top of the mountain and stared the mortals down. Daring them to make some sort of move.

Cure scrambled down back the stairs and pressed his back to the wall. Exploding debris followed after him, expelling out of the tower. He took a flask from his coat, unscrewed it, drank from it, and screwed the cap back on.

Perhaps a different route...

Where were they now? The others had vanished, and the Mask had just leapt onto the top the Mountain. What the hell was going on?

Cure shook his head violently, and took another drink from his flask.

Malon rushed through a side door and grabbed the side of a set of stairs that went down, Damn... what to do, what to do... Her hand gripping her small bow shook a little. I must think fast. "Damnit!" she yelled and kicked the raling with her foot, it sent a small vibration down the staircase, "If only things were that simple..."

Cure moved quickly up the stairs. He was wasting time. He didn't have time for these acrobatics. Left, right, center, lunge! He always did hate gym while sober.

More rocks fell down around him. Debris shattered everywhere. Cure dived out of the way, and grabbed on the edge of the hole. The entire tower shook, but Cure held on.