Bruce let the arm with his mace fall, sprinting and weaving through the falling cascade of magma to join Jenso on Serpa-Mon's right side. He leaned at one point while he ran, skirting his fingertips against the floor, his brow creased in concentration. He created a barricade that shot up between the oncoming tail and Jenso, outfitted with long spikes facing the appendage, hoping the creature would get caught on them and leave a chance for a new attack.

The tail's relentless charge would not be stopped.

Bruce's barrier shattered to pieces as Serpa-Mon's tail tore through it with each, suffering minimal damage moments before it struck Jenso with the jagged rocks aiding in its strike, ultimately launching him, and the remainder of the barricade towards the smooth wall of the room, over the magma.

The tail didn't stop, continuing towards Bruce with slightly reduced speed. As it emerged from the dust however, there were clear markings all along its length, where it had struck the rocks. The head of Serpa-Mon was still unoccupied, though, and as this was happening, it directed itself towards Bruce, and fired another torrent of flames behind him, cutting off his most immediate escape route.

As Jenso was struck, there were some cut marks all over his chest and stomach from the jagged rocks. 'I won't give up!' He thought. He spun around in mid-air, landing on the wall with his feet. A burst of flames erupted from them, launching him towards Bruce at great speeds. He spun around again and landed on the ground in front of Bruce and took aim with the palms of his hands, intending to cancel out the torrent of flames that was headed for him.

Trusting in Jenso's abilities, Bruce ignored the oncoming tail and instead leapt for Serpa-Mon's head, heaving his mace above his head and aiming to smash it down onto the core in its right eye.

Serpa-Mon's head buckled and its Jaw was smashed shut, stopping the flames at their source and crushing one of its eyes in an instant. Suddenly the temperature of the room dropped severely, and the magma surrounding the battlefield began to harden. Serpa-Mon's tail began to crumble even further, stopping it from swatting Jenso away, and its head fell to the floor. With only one eye left, the golem could barely even move. It moved its jaw slowly, unable to conjure any sort of attack again the heroic duo that laid it to rest. It still lived, however, despite its inability to move at all.

Bruce stared at the pathetic form of the creature, still moving despite lacking any power. He glanced at Jenso. Despite having just met him, Bruce knew he would struggle to finish the job. Even if it was, in the end, more merciful. Without any ceremony or words, he brought down his mace on the final core, watching the creature's frail remnants of life vanish. The weapon dissipated, and he let out a breath.
"We should head back." he said without looking at Jenso.

As soon as Serpa-Mon's life was sniffed out, the exit revealed itself once again..

Jenso frowned for a moment, but his frown quickly vanished again. He understood why Bruce had to do it, for the sake of everyone's safety. "Right.." Jenso muttered to his companion, and began to head back with him. They had an amazing victory, but the way it ended wasn't uplifting at all.

Luke and his Divers all gathered around the Eye of paradise in a fit of joyous banter. Jenso and Bruce were welcomed back with a feast and enough ale to put down a giant. Luke particularly took to the drink, already half-drunk by the time the two of them arrived, speaking pages about his years of experience with ranged weaponry.

"You shoulda' seenit, kiddo!" Luke shouted, raising his lightning-Rifle into the air, "Cracka-Boom! Right through the eye! That giant lizard didn't see what hit em, on account of him being dead and all.."

Jenso was holding a beer near the bar as he stood beside Luke. "Wow, that's amazing!!" Jenso shrieked in reply to Luke, taking a big gulp of his beer. "This beer tastes really good!" He shouted.

"Made outta the best.. Uh.. Stuff, HEY HAROLD, WHATCH'YA MAKE THIS OUTTA?" Harold, a man near one of the massive Kegs, yelled something back, but it was inaudible. Luke pretended to hear and nodded. "Yeah, that stuff's the stuff, ha ha!" Luke took another swig of his drink and slammed the glass against the ground before letting out a loud howl. "That's the way! Boo-yah! Jenso, show these fellars the amulets ya go!"

"EYYY!! THATS THE SPIRIT!!" Jenso shouted, finishing his beer. He hopped onto the bar and began to wobble back and forth. He'd already had several beers, so now he was drunk as well. He reached into his pocket and pulled out the bottomless bag, pulling out the two amulets that he and Bruce retrieved from both the wind and fire temples. He held them in his left hand, and reached under his shirt with his right. He pulled out the first amulet that Luke had given him before which was still around his neck. "Look..look at dese...AINT THEY SHINY?! THATS...UH...TH..THREE?" Jenso muttered, sounding quite unsure about his own answer. He kept stomping around on the bar, nearly falling off.

Luke grabbed Jenso' arm and pulled him high into the air, standing much taller than him, so that everyone could get a better look. He pointed at his son with one arm and shouted as loudly as he could.

Bruce watched the levity that, for once, wasn't forced and ran abound in the paradise, nursing his own drink. He'd forgone the ale and beer that was being passed around, preferring something stronger. He had another concoction of his own, something of cola and whiskey, using the same size mug of everyone else. He had a pleasant buzz that still didn't hinder his enjoyment of the occasion, and the divers seemed to have warmed to Jenso, which he liked. He smiled at the ease of interaction between Luke and Jenso.

Jenso smirked as Luke grabbed his arm, pulling himself free in a gentle manner. "YEAAAAAHHHH!!!" He screamed. He ended up slipping over an empty beer glass though. "WHOA SHIT!!" He screamed, crashing into the ground face-first. He hopped back onto his feet clumsily. "I'm okay...I'm okay!!" He screamed, before anyone could even ask if he was okay from his fall.

As Jenso got back up, the entirety of Diver's paradise roared with happiness. "THAT'S MY BOY! NO SILLY SPIDER OR STUPID SNAKE WILL TAKE DOWN THE GOLDEN HERO!!" Luke shouted. He moved next to Jenso, patted him on the back, and took a seat at one of the nearby picnic benches to rest his lungs. He'd been shouting all night, after all.

Jenso put the amulets back into his bottomless bag besides the one around his neck, which he hid under his shirt again. He put the bag back into his pocket. He headed over to Luke, but tapped Bruce on the shoulder as he did. "Couldn't have done all that without you, Bruce!" Jenso said in a happy and grateful tone. He continued on his way afterwards, sitting beside Luke. "Hey, Luke...could you tell me about my mother?" Jenso said. One could tell by his way of talking that Jenso was still somewhat drunk, but he was beginning to calm down and sounded more serious now.

Luke's face flashed from excitement to blankness as he turned to Jenso abruptly. "Your mother?" He asked, but knew exactly what to say afterwards. Luke was a big man, it took a lot to put him off the wagon, so he often acted like he was smashed for the sheer enjoyment factor. He cleared his throat and rested both elbows on his knees. "Your mother.. Ah, she was a tough woman. Lived in Orobo, with her brother, Bobba- You know him already," Luke nodded. He realised what that meant a moment later and shook his head. Turned out that Bobba Jr and Jenso were actually Cousins, not that it mattered in the least. "She helped Bobba out with all of his magical studies, got kind of ancy when he would leave for months at a time for the paradise. 'Course, Bobba couldn't tell her were it was, but he also couldn't keep it a secret. So, I offered to show her the place myself, and make sure she didn't squeal. Haha, that was a big mistake, or maybe it wasn't?" He mused, looking at Jenso for a moment. Luke was already rambling, showing exactly how drunk he actually was.

"Your mom was uh.. She was a spirited woman. Never took no for an answer, never backed down, and never wanted to hurt anyone who aint asked' for a hurtin'. She reminds me of you, a little, actually.."

Jenso listened intently to Luke's words with great interest. He was surprised that Bobba Jr. was in fact his cousin, but it didn't concern him that much. Being family didn't matter in terms of how someone's personality was, and it didn't change how he felt about Bobba Jr. "Looks like me and my mother have a lot in common then...just like you and me." Jenso stated, with a wide grin on his face. "But...why didn't she like Diver's Paradise? And do you have any idea where she could be now?" He asked.