??? ?????????? || Karl Jacobs x Reader

49|| The Final Battle

With that, the caws of the murder corrupted the sky as half of them divides off to scatter while the other stayed, the order of their leader was a priority but his safety was more important.

Mumbo took off with Tubbo and George reluctantly following suit, the teenager restored most of his health back before dashing away, abandoning Sam who stood in the midst of fighting monsters, patiently waiting for Techno to stand up.

"Why would you wait for your enemy to stand? You fought many times already, have you learned nothing at all?"

"I wanted to see something."

Techno snickered as he rose, fetching a shiny golden apple from his inventory to feast on. "What? Hell?"

"I wanna see how strong you really are, they had a problem matching you up with someone you know?" Sam said as he stared down at Techno who summoned his other axe with his other hand.

"Well, you got your wish."

As thunder rumbled and particles of light formed in Sam's palm. War cries leave their lips as lightning and explosions collide, creating a huge force that shook off many warriors around them off of their feet.

Mumbo's roar came first before the sudden pause in their journey not too long after the confrontation with Techno, the four people riding him risked a peak over red shoulders to see the threat posing in front of them.

A troll in heavy armour stood in front of the wide-open gates holding an axe almost as big as they are, beside him stood a woman in black with a pointy mask shielding half of her face, a wicked grin of a murderer playing on her lips. Tubbo felt his legs turn to jelly as the woman's eyes laid on him, his breath almost matching his rapidly breathing heart.

George protectively pushed the teen behind him, the point of his obsidian swords pointing at the enemies while three of them continued to circle around him. No one can walk past him and hurt Tubbo, he has experienced enough pain to go insane when they come back to the real world.

For the group on Mumbo, they knew they had to abandon the clearing group and be on their own.

"Dream, create fakes and Y/N get us inside."

Phil was answered with nods, black-tipped hands wrapped around his and Karl's. The time traveller placed his own on the masked male's shoulder before they warped away in a blink, leaving four fakes holding onto the red monster's torn clothing.

Mumbo noticed the weight being lifted off his shoulders and rose to full height, internally glad that he doesn't have to crawl anymore.

"We meet again Tubbo," The silky voice of Señorita greets while the monster beside her grunts. "You didn't have too much fun, I hope?"

"Oh I had, can't say the same about your youngest brother though."

It was well known in the castle that the Brine siblings had to compete for the throne and had monthly assessment tests, and if one fails, the sword of their father will be the last thing they'll ever see.

And their youngest found himself decapitated from a mistake she caused.

The way the smile on her face fades, brought a surge of joy inside him, "you dare—"

"Yes I do," Tubbo shot back, his hands shook and fear was clawing him inside but he was better now, wounds are mended and the training in Cogchamp has made him stronger.

He will live and escape with the others and return to the real world.

With a cry, George's swords shot towards the lady which she easily deflected with the metal scraps that green monstrous vines pulled away as the two engaged into a fight with the villainous lady while Mumbo locked hands with the troll, a fated match between the strongest of the good and the evil.