"Huh? What happened?...Thief guy, are you still there? What happened?" The faint voice from the lamp was barely hearable as it was snatched away from Ein.
The Tinkerbats had finally done it! In despite of their usual failures and mishaps, as villainous goons tend to do, as well as the young thief's attacks which managed to take out a fair share of them for such a simple unprepared scamp, they still managed to best him and snag the precious magic lamp from his soon-to-kick-the-bucket grasp.
With the Lamp and its captured prize unable to fight back, soon their master Risky Boots would have all the powerful magic she needed and no people to stand against her, finally allowing her to rule Sequin Land under her merciless iron fist!
This was it! The final act! The Curtain Call! The Tale's End!
Game Over screen time with no Continue prompt to save you! And other overly exaggerated terminology to say as this sad sad story comes to an end....
...Or it would...if it not for Ein's words to resonate deep within the Mystical Lamp....
As the Tinkerbats carried the artefact away from the lad, the newfound runes encrypted in it started to once again glow. They didn't notice at first, too one-track minded to even check if their target was truly dead, much less notice something odd until its too late. The glow intensified, covering the whole lamp as it started to shake and bob around, causing the designated Tinkerbat to loose grip on it.
With a powerful golden glow, the Lamp leaped on tis own into the air, floating at mystical swirls of magic seemed to dance around it. The Lamp shook more and more, as if about to burst. The pirate goons backed away, silent as always, but with dumbfounded expressions on their faces; No idea how to react to what was just happening.
The Lamp jerked upwards before spewing a beam of light into the sky, disappearing into the clouds before descending down upon the ground, a mass of light landing right between them all.
A shape of light became more distinguishable, gaining the curved shape and the long hair of the lamp's previous prisoner. As her eyes opened, the light gave away to reveal her in one piece.
The Half-genie Hero was back!
"I'm...free..." She muttered softly as she looked down to see her hands again. Her awe soon ceased, however, when she looked back and saw the injured Ein. She frowned and then stared at the pack of Tinkerbats.
"Well now you've done it!!" Shantae proclaimed as she pointed straight at them. "I'm gonna make you pay for what you did with some hair-whipping retribution!"
In his still blurry, but conscious vision, Ein could see the dame in the red dancing outfit, standing in front of him. As the pirate goons leaped at her, she remained still fearless.
"Hyaaa!!"
Thrusting her head forward, she unleashed her trademarked hair-whipping upon a Tinkerbat. One smack immediately sending the critter flying away from the battlefield. Then came a couple of second whippings, sending another one out.
The scene started to shift from a somber one to one of victorious determination. Music possibly blasting through nothingness in a
Dance Through the Danger theme if it weren't for this cursed written format of storytelling. The Tinkerbats attacked mercilessly, but it was clear that Shantae had fought them before, and knew their tricks and tactics.
The half-genie swung her hair again, this time using it to grab upon the wrist of a Tinkerbat, then jerk him hard to slam into another, then hair-whipping them both away. Dodging the slicing of a blade, she leaped back and rose her arms, bringing her wrist close together. "Fireball!!" She shouted as she casted a powerful fire shot that impacted the incoming gun-wielding baddies. Wasting no time after, she rushed forward and kicked one in the face, followed by another whipping.
Tinkerbats were flying left and right, disappearing as cartoonish twinkles in the sky. Soon enough, the entire squadron was cleared out and the Half-Genie gal stood as the victor.
"That was a lot of them.." She said with a few soft pants, unable to deny they gave her quite the workout. Perhaps Risky had been training them or something? Or maybe they received a power-up somehow?
But her thoughts quickly shifted to something else, or rather, someONE else. She rushed to Ein's side, as his vision finally gave out. Her voice of concern only buzzing as he drifted into black...
One would think that after putting her through captivity, dismissing her pleads and willingly trying to sell her over to the one of the biggest criminals in Sequin land, she should just simply leave the young ruffian who drag her into this mess and let fate take its course, but not Shantae. meaning every word and promise she gave beforehand, she wasted no time in picking him up and running to find someone who could aid him...
"Someone, anyone!! He needs help right now!! Somebody please help him!!"
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"...Ein..."
"...my sweet little Ein..."
"...I wish I did not have to do this..."
"...I wish I could say I will see you again but...but I must do this...to keep you safe...to keep you from him..."
"...I just hope you will forgive me...and that you will be fine on your own..."
"...Ein..."
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The serene sound of the ocean waves and the faint cries of flying seagulls made Ein slowly open his eyes. The unknown feminine voice from his dream disappearing as he was brought back to reality. His body felt weak at first, but quickly regained the strength to move.
He was no longer at the alleyway where he thought he was doomed, but rather in someone's
home. By the look of the structure, he appeared to be in the second roof of some kind of small lighthouse.
He was currently laying on a soft hammock, many cushions placed upon his back. The Magic Lamp resting on his side. He could see the sunlight going through the window, as well as a rope to descend to the first floor and some stuff like books and comics resting upon a nearby table. high above him was also a line which was currently holding a few items of clothing, probably hung to dry off. Some white pijamma bottoms, some blue and white stripped bikini swimsuit top, even some cute red panties...
But then his mind quickly hit him to focus. The wound!! Shouldn't he be, like, totally bleeding out right now? A quick look down revealed that his damage was completely gone! Not even a scar or slice on him. He felt great.
The door downstairs was unlocked, and he could barely hear some mumblings outside of the house, but very faint.
Did the Half-Genie brought him here? Was this her home?