Annihilators

Final Destination

The battle had made its way to different levels of the building.
Emerald, Lance, Ronald, and Ronnie were fighting on the ground level. Ahmir, Ernest, and Irvin were battling on the third floor, and Greg and Sanai were on the upper-most floor.
Drakon was assisting Emerald and the others on the ground floor. They were in a large auditorium with plenty of room, so Drakon had more than enough space to maneuver.
He swung his tail around, and lashed at the purple robots around him.
He was knocking them down ten at a time, but they kept piling on. The continuous stream of enemies did not distress him.
The more enemies that came, the more ferocious he fought against them.
A sudden burst of enemies popped through a side entrance, and began to make their way towards him.
He let out a large gust of white flames from his moth and incinerated the group in an instant.

"Give 'em hell, Drakon", Emerald encouraged.

Emerald and her comrades were fighting with their back towards each other.
Each watching the another person's flank.
Emerald sprouted a small tree from the ground to act as a healer for those who were injured.
She also summoned a group of wild flowers for Ronnie to absorbed the life out of them.
Once Ronnie absorbed enough energy, he sent out a large wave of white energy that swept away all the robots that covered his side.
More continued to pile towards him, but he continued to send wave after wave to push them back.
He became so enthralled with his ability to send out masses of energy, he accidentally sent out one that crashed a hole into the wall.
Out of the hole, more enemies rushed into the room they were in.

"My bad", Ronnie said, mid-battle.

"Don't worry about it, they're coming for us either way", Lance replied.

Emerald looked at the new horde of enemies that were coming through.
She raised her hand and summoned anything she could that was large enough to stop them.
Like magic, large clumps of wooden branches burst from the ground and ripped the mighty machines apart.
Ronald and Lance then decides to do a sweep of the entire auditorium.
They raced through the robots, Ronald striking them down with his swords, and Lance pummeling into them with his shields.
The two of them were moving so fast, they seemed like blurs of gold, pushing through the enemies like a cycle.
Before they knew it, the entire auditorium was clear of any remaining enemies.
Lance and Ronald were exhausted from their exertion.
Emerald quickly ran over to heal them and replenish their energy.

As Lance laid down on the floor, drenched in sweat he said, "Wonder how everyone else is holding up."

Ahmir was holding off the enemies, while Irvin trued to get Ernest on his feet.

"Wish I could've gotten healed from Emerald before we started fighting", Ernest groaned.

"You'll be alright man; you still owe me from that bet we made before, remember?", Irvin said, trying to boost his confidence.

Ernest managed a weak smile, "If we get out of here, I'll pay you any cent you want."

Irvin took Ernest's hand and lifted him up.
Irvin dove into the bots and started to rip them apart.

"Damn, these things are tough", Irvin commented.

Even so, he continued to punch through their hulls. Ernest was next to him, striking the robotic beings as quickly as he could.

"They must've found a stronger material to build them from", Ernest said.

Even with his injured shoulder, Ernest was wailing through the robots with extraordinary ease. He and Irvin knocked through the robots as they marched towards them.
Ahmir was doing the same; holding his own against the horde he had taken on.
Irvin somersaulted over Ernest shoulder, and slammed his foot down on an on coming robot.
Ernest swept the leg of two robots behind him, and allowed Irvin to crush their heads beneath his feet.

LAUNCHING INCENDIARY ROUNDS

In a flash, three robots launched two flaming missiles towards Irvin.
Irvin couldn't even react before he saw it, but Ernest stepped between the rounds in order to intercept them.

"ERNEST!", Irvin yelled out in horror as a burst of flames engulfed Ernest.

The smoke cleared from around where Ernest was, and to both of their surprise, Ernest was still standing.

"That wasn't nice", Ahmir said, who was now standing behind the bots that launched the flames towards Irvin.

Ahmir's eyes and hands burned a hot gold, and in a flash of light he began to burn every robot around him.
Pointing his hands towards any machine he saw, he continued to melt them down into piles of molten metals.
Ernest and Irvin sucked down and scurried our of the way to not get caught in the blast.

"Glad he's on our side", Irvin remarked.

On the highest level, Sanai and Greg were holding their own against their aggressors.
Sanai launched out a series of purple clouds from her hands.
Each of them melting the oncoming foes.
Any robot that could make its passed Sanai's defense, Greg would teleport around them and rip through their circuits.
Greg decided to use the new skill he had learned while he was under Sari's control.
He created five duplicates of himself, and had them all rip apart any robots they came close to Sanai.

"That's a bit gratuitous, don't you think?", Sanai said.

"Hey, it works", the original Greg replied.

The duo continued to demolish the surrounding assailants, until the robots stopped attacking.
Greg was confused; the robots hadn't run out of forces, they had just stopped attacking all together.

"What's goin on?", Sanai asked.

"I can't have these machines of mine kill my beloved", Sari stepped through a dar on the far left side of the room. "So I suggest a truce."