Bolt ignored the new allies and charged a spell. He projected his voice. "ALL FRIENDLIES PULL BACK! MOVE OUT OF THE WAY!" Bolt said. His allies got out of the way as he launched a bomb spell, a beam shot from his horn and exploded upon hitting the ground. "FINISH THE REMNANTS!!!" He yelled charismatically.
Bolt sprang into action, ramming himself into Leaf's captor. He shot a blast of fire at the changeling, burning it alive. Bolt felt no remorse for the tortured screaming he caused. "Stay in a squad, Narrowleaf. Hell, you can even join mine. Just don't fight alone. It's stupid!" He said, returning to Flitter's side,shooting more long-range spells.
Narrowleaf ignored this and began to fight alone. He managed to take out several changelings, before being taken down by a well timed arrow. "T-tragic..." He mumbled, before blacking out.
Bolt saw this. "Dumbass." He said, levitating Narrowleaf to the medical tent. "BRISK! HE DIDN'T LISTEN TO ME AND HE GOT HIT BY AN ARROW! MIGHT WANNA TALK TO HIM ABOUT THAT LATER!" Bolt yelled. "Flitter, I'm going in. We've thinned them out enough." He told Flitter. He dashed into the sky. "Sonic Speed, baby..." He said before pulling into a fast nose-dive. Just before he hit the ground, he turned, the sonicboom hitting every changeling encircling him. He kicked and shot his way through back to Flitter. "They're a lot weaker than before." He said to her.
"Ooh... All the way through...?" Narrowleaf asked himself, feeling the tip of the arrowhead in his back.
Brisk placed her horn against the injury trying to heal him. Flitter walked in, and paused. She heard a whistling noise, and gasped. Outside the tent, the sun warriors, faster than anyone had seen, joined together, horns glowing. A bomb materialized, and fell onto the medicine tent, exploding. Flitter screamed and dove for Brisk, and Narrow, horn glowing.
Narrowleaf winced in pain, then collapsed. The arrow snapped and shattered, wooden bits floating in his blood.
The wound healed, faster, faster, fueled by the fire in Brisk. "Hold on, Narrow. Just do me this. Hold on."
"Bolt!" screamed Brisk. "Narrow's dying. I... need help. There was a bomb... Flitter and I did a force field, but they got our troops. Please.." she said, horn glowing valiantly. - - Auto Merge - - (Be back in about 10-15.)
