<span style="font-weight: bold"><span style="text-decoration: underline">INTERFERENCE TEAM</span></span><br/><br/>As Cale swerved around the de-biked biker, an unsettling thought occurred to him. "You know," he said, apparently talking to his squid, "An unsettling thought occured to me when we swerved around that de-biked biker. Aside from shooting energy from my swords, I haven't done a single badass thing since the fight against Dow Jones."<br/><br/>"Ur lame," Boopen Jr. agreed.<br/><br/>"Well, let's fix that, shall we? Enter flight mode!" Cale lept into the air, with Boopen Jr. close behind him. The squid used its eight arms two grab onto his back, while its two tentacles continued jetting out ink. "Now this is more like it!"<br/><br/>Cale hovered in the air for just a moment, then swooped down towards the Blade Riders and other members of the interference team. Foolishly, the enemies weren't expecting an attack from the air, and were taken completely off guard when two of them suddenly had blades sprout from their chests.<br/><br/>"How foolish of you to not be expecting a man with a squidpack!" Cale scoffed, removing his swords and allowing the Blade Riders to fall into the street. Rather than letting their choppers fall over however, he placed a foot on the seat of each. He shifted his weight, causing himself, the bikes, and Boopen Jr. to spin around in a cyclone of blades and ink. The swirling mass of destruction moved ahead of the other racers, then stopped spinning with Cale now somehow facing back toward the others while the chopper were still pointed forwards, as he apparently managed to somehow turn himself around at some point.<br/><br/>"So guys, want to know what I just remembered I have?" Without waiting for a response, he reached into his jacket and withdrew a .44 Magnum revolver and opened fire on the remaining Blade Rider. The enemy responded by effortlessly deflecting all of the bullets with a machete.<br/><br/>"Hah!" The Blade Rider scoffed, "Never bring a gun to a swordfight, scrub! You think bullets are going to stop a Blade Rider?"<br/><br/>Cale sighed. "Fine, have it your way." Boopen Jr. began to slowly lift him up, and he used his feet to hoist the choppers by their handlebars. Grunting from the effort, he kicked at the Blade Rider, sending both bikes and their saw blade wheels straight for the enemy's face.<br/><br/>"Phew, I'm glad that wasn't described in detail," Cale remarked after the Blade Rider had been removed from his chopper. "That would have been kinda gross." He flew over to the now-empty bike and landed in the seat. "You can take a break for a while, Boopen Jr. You did good."<br/><br/>"I'm literally dying," huffed the squid, who at this point couldn't even.<br/><br/>Cale pulled up alongside the others. "Okay no but seriously let's fight the next boss."<br/><br/><span style="font-weight: bold"><span style="text-decoration: underline">INFILTRATION TEAM</span></span><br/><br/>After getting over her momentary shock from Haley referring to her by name, Kayla placed a hand on her weapon (or at least she assumed it was a weapon, though she still was unsure of what it actually did).<br/><br/>"Hold on a second, Haley, what's going on here?" Glancing between Haley and Sylvia, she noted the tension between the two. "Wait, you aren't going to fight her, are you? She's your own sister!" She cast a worried glance at the rest of the infiltration team, hoping that somebody else would try to intervene.<br/><br/><span style="font-weight: bold"><span style="text-decoration: underline">VILLAINS</span></span><br/><br/>Sark nodded. "Of course I heard all of that; my hearing is as superb as each of my other faculties." He cracked his reigns, and his chariot began to move towards one of the remaining checkpoints. He happened to pass Horror along the way, and called out, "Come along now, lesser life form, you can at least<span style="font-style: italic">attempt</span>to make a worthwhile contribution to this effort."