This was it.

Whomp King wasn’t going to go out lightly. He was going to go out with a laugh. He felt like a captain going out with his ship, even if this floating fortress was much, much bigger than any ship.

But there were no two ways about it: this fortress was going down.

It pushed forward, as far forward as possible so it wouldn't end up crushing the ther Grand Unity Army forces. If anything, the goal should be to blow something up in a very spectacular fashion.

Oh boy, this was going to be a fun way to go out.

“Whomp King! Status report!” one of the Whomp technicians shouted over the radio. “Levitation Gem Core is damaged! We will lose full gravity-alteration power within the next thirty minutes, less if there’s another direct hit!”

“Abandon ship,” Whomp King said. “If you can board an airship and commandeer it, go for it. If not, you’re needed on the battlefield. You’ve all done good work today.”

“But sir--”

“That’s an order!”

Whomp King took a swig of Penguin Proof. That was the good stuff. “Bar har harr... I love a good fight.”

He watched the battle below him as he tried to steer the fortress as fast as possible away from the main conflict. Up ahead there was a large castle, Chaos Castle if he recalled correctly. If he could push the fortress that far, that was where he was going to aim it for.

Down there the robots were starting to thin out. That mad scientist had a brilliant plan, using android soldiers to buffer out the enemy’s front lines, but it wasn’t lasting as long as the man had predicted. Three days! Bah. Whomps couldn’t go three days at the front lines, and they were literally stone walls.

The fortress sped up, but it began to sink. The airships were still chasing it, still firing at it as if the Whomps on board weren’t already evacuating. It was a good way to distract them from engaging the ground, at least, but they were sure to catch on soon as they realized the fortress was doomed.

Some Whomps had launched themselves out of cannons, landed on the airships and whacked the Rocky Wrenches piloting them. In a few minutes, three of them had been taken.

Whomp King was so proud of his boys. He poured the rest of his drink out to commemorate them. Those airships didn’t last long, one of them colliding with an enemy ship and bursting into flames, and the other two being brought down by the artillery cannons on the ground below. But they succeeded at what they did best, and that was crushing things until they stopped moving.

And that’s what Whomp King was about to do.

Castle Chaos was in sight. It looked like the fortress could go another ten, maybe fifteen minutes and possibly make it towards one of the other armies standing in position off in the distance, but he wasn’t going to risk accidentally landing in the middle of an open field and wasting his one shot. So he shut off the Levitation Gem Core, pushed the motor, and let the fortress fall.

“YEAH BUDDY!”

The explosion was a beautiful as it was massive.