There's a Fahari cameo and you might be able to spot my hand in some of the action but this is basically a Sir Fumblies solo.

It might be one of the best pure action scenes of the mission.

 
Finally things had settled down after Sir Fumblies's big revelation. The various groups who were at the out post had all had their chance to talk things over in preparation for a big rescue mission. The slavers had captured some friends and were other wise being a nuisance in the area. So nearly three hours after Sir Fumblies had ended his speech, the small army have set out intent on freeing the captured from captivity. There were three full squads of Knob Goblin commandos, several princesses, and a few other assorted world be rescuers in the party that left the outpost.

A figure scurried up to Sir Fumblies in a panic. "Sir, the advance scouts have spotted a pair of figures blocking our path."

"How far ahead and can we go around them?" Fumblies looked at the panicked figure as he waited for an answer.

"They seem determined for a fight, sir."

Fumblies groaned slightly. "'Clowns or Skleletons?" The way he asked this seemed to imply that he didn't take the potential threat seriously.

"Neither." The scout looked shaken. "Maybe you should come see for yourself."

"If I must." With that Fumblies followed the scout to see that had caused such a panic. Near the front of the army stood two large figures. The first wore nothing other than pale black sealskinned slacks. He seemed to stand a good eight feet tall, towering over his companion. The bigger creature had impeccable teeth, a model's face and body, and, oddly, green skin.

The other had a helmet. Specifically, a a mechamicromega megamecha style helmet. He also wore what looked to be futuristic battle armor, covered in patches of green, gray and black. The figures showed minimal movement as Fumblies came into view. When he did, they strode forward together with a determined pace.

The larger creature scowled. "Bout time you got here, reddie."

"Was I supposed be meeting you? I didn't get the memo." Fumblies looked at the figures then blinked. "Do I know you?"

The sound of mechanical breathing rose in the armored suited warrior. "Impudent fool! At one point in history, I nearly subjected your entire race to my rule! None shall forget the name of Dr. Darth!"

"Well 'nearly' is like 'almost'. It only counts in horseshoes and catapult fire. So Dr. I-dug-this-out-of-the-costume-closest who is your friend? And what might ask do you want with me? I have things to do."

Hunk roared. "Hunk smash you! Hunk kill you! Hunk slaughter your army and look good doing it!"

"Indeed," Dr. Darth answered. "As my large friend here has stated, we've been asked to end your miserable, traitorous life. Prepare to die."

"Sure we can't reschedule this until next week?"

"You'll pay for your dismissive attitude!" Darth snapped his fingers. This is the point where Fumblies and the others saw hordes of robotic looking creatures rapidly approaching from the distance.

"I guess not. I was just hoping that we could hold off on the whole 'trying to kill me' thing. After all I have things I am in the middle of doing. Yet if you want to play that way, we can see how things go for you."

With that Fumblies turned and issued orders for his Knob Goblin forces to prepare for battle. After a few seconds he took a breath realizing these Hunk and Dr. Darth fellows were there to kill him. The others with him were just an added bonus and that gave him a slight chill as he turned back to face the two. It was fairly obvious to Fumblies as he watched the two that the army was themed after Dr. Darth. There were a lot of them. The so called doctor confirmed this with his very next words which he spoke.

"Tell me, do you truly think your pathetic rag tag group of adventurers can stand up to the might of my Darthbot Troopers?"

Fumblies merely nodded an affirmative, "Sure do."

"We'll see." With that, Hunk roared like a beast, holding his arms above his head. He slammed them into the ground with terrain shaking force, sending shockwaves at Fumblies and his army!

Fumblies stumbled back a few steps as he drew his sword while looking between the two men. He suddenly lunged forward to attack Dr. Darth while the rest of the group prepare to for the incoming Trooper attack. Fumblies slipped on the loose terrain and watched as a force bolt sailed over where his chest had been a moment ago. With a roar, Fahari leaped over Fumblies at Dr. Darth, but the mammoth monster Hunk simply swatted her out of mid air, sending her flying backwards into the army.

Scaros saw how things were going and moved to make sure the Princesses were protected before taking command of the counter offensive. Meanwhile, Fumblies got back to his feet and went to make an attack on the nearer Dr. Darth but four of those so called Darthbots surrounded him and fired forceblasts at Fumblies.

Fumblies dodged the force blasts but they hit a few of the closest Knobs as the melee breaks down into dozens of one on one combats. Scaros was soon surrounded by a handful of Darthbot Troopers. Meanwhile, Hunk waded into the fight, throwing aside Knob Goblins and ex KOKOL soldiers like they were paperweights. Several arrows bounded off his handsome thick green skin. "Puny soldiers no hurt Hunk, Hunk hurt puny soldiers!"

Several of the accompanying magic uses unleashed their spells on Hunk intent on taking him out from a distance but the creature seemed almost invincible. Still, it was enough to get his attention off Fumblies, who advanced towards Darth, only to find himself pushed back by an unseen force. This caused Fumblies to step back as he looked around for another way to make an impact against these forces. He charged towards the nearest Darthbot Troopers and quickly dispatched a few while the rest of the force seemed to surge forward momentarily. A Viking, smaller and quicker than Konall, pulled Fumblies to the side, out of the path of another force beam. As the Viking rushed back into battle, Fumblies found it getting harder and harder to breath as he tried to move forward, towards Darth.

Once back up on his feet, Fumblies looked at the Viking then back to his troops. It was time to show the villains that they wouldn't go quietly. He gave the order for all his non magic casting units to start singing a war chant. This chant was soon taken up by all his forces while the others surged forward. As Dr Darth put his hands over his helmet, the pressure on Fumblies's throat stopped. Taking the opening, Fumblies lunged forward to attack Dr. Darth while he was distracted. The few hits he got in seemed to bounce off Dr. Darth's armor. Meanwhile, Hunk sent the best warriors scarring around him like paper action figures.

Some sort of force bolt whizzed over Fumblies's shoulder. He could feel the power of even a near miss. It could shatter bones. Just a few of those shots could be lethal to even the toughest of forces. Meanwhile, Hunk moved faster than one might assume he could from looking at him. A ninja who'd been recuperating at the Third Faction assaulted Hunk with near inhuman speed, moving with a speed nearly in the same league as a Feline. Even so, Hunk ignored the dozens of blows hitting him every second, snatched the ninja out of midair, and hurled him back at the rescue forces, who were still trying to get close enough to do some actual fighting.

Fumblies took the moment to move towards Hunk, deciding that it might be a better idea to take the big green man on instead of the other evil guy. Meanwhile, a pair of the Brutes were using Darthbots as clubs while moving closer and closer to Dr. Darth himself. Fumblies held his hands up and peppered Hunk with several lighting bolts. It simply worked to get Hunk's attention. Hunk approached. Fumblies threw several fireballs in his direction, hoping to at least blind him. A Viking berserker rushed at Hunk and was knocked unconscious by a stray shot from Hunk.

Hunk lunged at Fumblies, who rolled to the side. Fumblies came to his feet, slipped backwards but fired a bolt of lightning at Hunk as he fell. Hunk kept advancing.

Half a dozen Knob Goblins, the best of the Fumblies Command, formed a Knobish line of flesh in front of Sir Fumblies, who slowly stood to his feet. A dozen more warriors from the outpost stood behind them. Fumblies was barely to his feet before Hunk had cleared through them, throwing them aside.

"We aren't done yet. Regroup and take out the green guy!" Scaros stood in front of Fumblies, who started preparing a massive spell. The Centaur Brothers stood to either side of him. They had unprecedented success. They were able to keep Hunk from advancing almost a full minute.

"You ready to die?" Hunk asked. "Cause Hunk's in the mood to kill you."

Fumblies opened his eyes, which seemed to seer with heat even as a cold mist rose from his body. Fumblies ignored his body which was in agony, screaming in protest. He let out a massive fire blast which caught Hunk in the chest, forcing him to stumble back. An ice bolt froze Hunk solid for all of a second before he broke free. He came forward, standing hardly half a foot from Sir Fumblies. A bolt of lightning brought him to his knees.

"That is right. Kneel before your betters." Fumbles commented smugly as he saw Hunk drop to his knees. He rose his hand to prepare a spell to finish Hunk off when suddenly everything went black. Hunk's massive hand was wrapped around Sir's head! Hunk lifted him into the air, off his feet, and the pressure started building. Fumblies felt like his head was about to explode.

If he didn't get free quickly, he knew that was exactly what was going to happen.

I’m especially proud of the last few scenes in this one.

Plus we get to see a little action out of two more Hey Daze bosses which is always nice. I can finally say, we’ll pick up this story in the Finale next.
    But before we get to the Finale, Sassy and Dash are up next, and we’ve got solos by Lalucia and Kadlin as well.