Just then, three beeps came from beneath the slimes before they were scattered by an explosive force. From the explosion came Jestah, jetting off towards the mecha. It seemed he had morphed his middle cape into a rocket throttle jet pack while under the mob of slimes. Though it seemed it was only good for one explosive burst of speed as it turned back into it's original shape mid-air.
Thanks to that, Jestah was in point blank range of the mecha's face. Jestah morphed his right hand cape into a buster resembling a large, double barrel shotgun.
"Well that was a bit tasty. But you were pretty easy to beat. Now moi has to say goodbye." He placed his buster on the robots forehead and fired a strong shot. Though the attack itself didn't make any serious damage to it, the force of the shot was strong enough to make the automaton fall slowly on it's back thanks to it's damaged leg. The attack also well sent Jestah himself on the opposite direction of the shot. The caped man fell back to the earth hard, but was presumably safe from the attack of the Mirror Colossus.
[Yeah, I could have gone for the leg itself, but it wouldn't have been as dynamic. Plus, again, Jestah no think hard enough.]
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Merry stared at the young man a bit before shouting:
"ANGELA, YOU FORGOT TABLE 21's ORDER!!" She looked over at the catgirl who attended the three men earlier, still with her back bent.
"Pardon me for a bit, Boy Face Sir." The enigmatic feline snapped herself back to her straight position before somersaulting towards the bar.
"A rootbeer for table 21, Yoooohhh~
"
"It's supposed to be "Nyaaa~
", Merry-chan" The catgirl serving the drinks reminded the new worker.
"I don't criticize your meowing, so don't you be criticizing mine, Sister."
After getting the beverage, she tossed the drinks all the way towards the table, somersaulting back and grabbing the still full glass of rootbeer infront of
the RMZX.
"Here you go, Boy Face Sir. I hope my co-worker's insensitive actions for customer service has not upset you too much. By the way, did I mention you were averagely handsome." She gave him a sedutive wink, or as far as a one could tell considering her face is covered by a ski mask.
"S, Sorry miss, you wanted a drink?" Gale asked the purple woman, wanting to forget what just happened a few minutes ago.