Back with the others, they were trying to quickly get out of the city. "Let's go, let's go, let's go!" Tang called out.
"What about MK?!" Mei asked, keeping on the watch for the spider bots that had chased them.
"She's with Monkey King!" Pigsy yelled, pulling the anchor up. "She's fine!" Sandy started the engines, watching as they flared to life. "Ha! Try turning us into spiders when we're in the middle of the oc-!" Mei was cut off by the sight of hundreds of spider bots surrounding the boat. "Shit."
"Um...Sandy, we gotta get going soon!" Mei said turning to the water demon and back to the army of spider mechs.
"Sandy we gotta get going soon!" Mei yelled as Sandy frantically tried to get the ship to go.
"Don't do this to me," Sandy said as he tried to get the boat to work. However, the control burst into flames. He puts it out with the extinguisher and says sheepishly, "I don't usually have this problem. Honest."
"We're all gonna die." Tang whimpered staring at the spider mechs in fear.
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—A few minutes ago—
A customer is complaining to a food stall owner about their food, "Your food might have permanently damaged my taste buds!" He opens his mouth and fire comes out. He bangs the service bell repeatedly. "Why would you ever sell anything this hot?!"
The owner puts his hand on the customer's hand to stop him from ringing the bell before smiling. "Oh, dear customer. The spice level was no mistake. I, Red Son, have devised the perfect culinary experience." He pulls down a chart. "If you would direct your attention down at this chart here, it clearly ranks the spice level from 'Very Hot' to 'INFERNO!' You ordered, "Very Hot." So..."
"But it's the lowest one!" The customer argued back.
"Oh so I'm supposed to make barbecue for peasants, is that it, huh!?" Red Son shouted, leaning on the counter. The customer gets in the Fire Demon's face, "Look, I want to speak to the manager."
Red Son opens his mouth to tell him he's the owner but a deep growl sounds behind them as the Demon Bull King steps out behind Red Son.
The customer steps back and stutters out, "Uh I-I actually didn't need taste buds anyway so thank you for your service, and have a prosperous and fulfilling New Year." He runs away, screaming. Red Son sighed as he ran off, looking at his father. "Father, you can't just scare away every customer that complains. This is a chance to do something great," he reminded him.
DBK looks down at his son as if he'd lost his head. "Great? Great?! I am the Demon Bull King! What would you have me be? The King of Street Food?!"
"Uh...yes? I mean, after your recent humiliating defeat, I thought a fresh start was exactly what we needed." He pulled his father closer to him, grinning. "Just you and me working together, Father and Son! No evil plans, no talking bones." Demon Bull King growls, remembering how he was possessed by that ancient power.
"Heh, Sorry, fresh wound."
"Enough!" DBK slammed his fist against the food stand, "I may have failed as conqueror, but I will not—" he was briefly cut off by being wrapped in webbing. "Huh!?" He growled, struggling and almost breaking free before another set of webs wrapped even tighter around him and pulled him away.
"Father!" Red yelled, before getting knocked back by a spider bot, struggling for a second as it tried to rip his face off, before punching it, shattering the bot, and grabbing the vial of venom that dropped out.
