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- Samus smirked. She put a boot on the closest spike and kicked. Bowser’s shell spun to face away from her as fire began to erupt. Once she was out of the danger zone, she put her foot back on the shell to stop it from spinning anymore. Bowser was left spewing flames uselessly to the side as Samus was able to plan out her next move.
- She wedged the sword flat underneath Bowser’s shell, slid her off foot and slipped it underneath one end of the blade, switched her balance and stomped on the pommel.
- A couple tons of solid metal fired into the air and Bowser was launched up.
- Up.
- Up.
- Over the top of the stadium.
- Samus shook loose the foot which had been the fulcrum. That hurt like a bitch.
- Bowser was falling now. She watched him carefully. Spit on her hands and greased them up cause she was about to swing hard and didn’t want the sword to slip out of her grasp.
- She took the sword in hand again. With some strain lifted it over one shoulder. And as Bowser fell back to the ground, she swung it, full follow through with no attempt to bring it to a careful stop, right into the back of his shell.
- There was a sharp ping, all of Bowser’s falling momentum was replaced with pure horizontal, and he launched into the side of the stadium. This time, nothing was stopping him. He sailed on clear through the wall farthest wall and finally tumbled to a stop in a waiting room on the other side.
- There was a moment of stunned silence, and then the crowd erupted into cheers, like this had been part of the show all along.
- Samus gave a short wave and the slightest of smiles, on her way forward as she was already headed towards the hole she created.
- - Chapter 61
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