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You cannot let the opportunity pass by. Those heroes will be troublesome opponents no matter the battlefield, and here you have them stuck in more ways than one.
–"Rayle! How about you jump around them and punch the tentacle guy? I'll give you a boost and take the knight!"
She grins at you, zero thoughts behind her eyes.
–"HELL YEAH!"
–"Guys, what the hell?!"
Ignoring the snail guy for a moment, you flatten yourself a little, bringing the SHELL closer to the ground, letting Rayle hop on, and then push her upwards with all you've got! It's not that much, the safe is very heavy, but with her own jump added, it's enough to send her in a graceful arc above the heroes. Sticking the landing, your eternally seething minion doesn't waste any time, launching into the fistfight with Glocktopus, mostly impervious to the slime due to her blade legs and high body temperature.
You hear the ghost tentacle spouting hero presumptiously yell, "I'll handle this one!" which reminds you. You have your own fight to focus on. Unshelling the stick, you approach the enemy menacingly.
– "Hah! And here I thought your wretched kind could only run." The Knight levels the sword at you, speaking appreciatively. "Come then! Test your weapon against mine!"
– "That knight bit you're doing is so gay." You launch into a series of probing strikes, immediately surprised at how deftly he deflects your every attack, despite being stuck in slime. The Knight snorts at your comment.
– "Why, I find it quite amusing to do. Although it mostly serves to cheer up the humans I protect." His voice goes cold there. "You're probably right. Chivalry is wasted on a MONSTER." His sword glows, and he launches a wave of energy at you with a swipe! As it meets your stick, it shatters with a crackle of sparks. This Grim Souls reject is pissing you off now.
You swing at him with all your mass and nearly get thrown off the cable, his parry redirecting your momentum. Knight capitalizes immediately, plunging a glowing sword through your SHELL into its moldy insides. Although the sheer durability of the SHELL doesn't let more than an inch of the sword pass inside, the searing pain nearly makes you fall. And with the pain comes rage. At the Knight, at the Heroes, at humans. Your following barrage of strikes is mad and careless, nearly costing you a tentacle that gets half cut off in the Knight's deflect. Snail guy tries to help, stretching his body from below to bite a hero's ankle, but a quick sting of a glowing sword cuts a bit of his antennae and forces him to hide again. You see a strike that would cut off your "head" coming and barely get The Stick into position in time. You lock weapons viciously, his sword humming with power but unable to cut your rebar piece. If it surprises the hero, you can't see it in his narrowed eye.
