Pawniard and I stood face to face, he was so small, this would be easy. "Use fury cutter!" Bobby screamed. Pawniard sped at me with amazing speed and agility, his metallic face betraying no sign of emotion. He was a whirl of blades, shrapnel of my wooden body flying through the air. He climbed up me at the speed of light giving me no chance to react, soon he jumped into the air, his blades on a collision course with my eyes. Time slowed. Would I die again? If I died, could I come back? But these questions were left unanswered, as marowak tackled Pawniard to the ground. Marowak pinned Pawniard down, slowly melting him with his flaming club. Meanwhile pichu jumped at Bobby, keeping him at bay with controlled electric shocks. I stared down at Bobby's writhing body. He was a different person now, consumed by his lust for fame.