Birdie watched in awe and horror as Angara the Golden rose into the air and jetted a massive blast of fire down on the party field, sweeping it over the armor of the REG. The REG held out it's massive arms as if it were bathing in the flame and laughed maniacally. It then raised it's own arm and sent a bolt of green electricity hurling for Angara.
"Look out! screamed everyone. Angara banked and ducked, narrowly avoiding the deadly voltage. Raising higher into the air, he prepared to stoop, kamakaze style, upon the REG.
"Gotta do something...gotta do something...he'll be killed!" thought Birdie frantically. She looked around the ruins of the field, for something. Then she saw the sound system left behind from the Beatles concert, abandoned on stage in the middle of the party ruins.
Scrambling through the rubble of the buffet line, Birdie pulled herself up on the stage and started flipping switches. finding the stack of amps, she twirled the knobs until the volume controls all read "eleven". She flipped on the mic, which shreieked with feedback. Hastly dragging it away from the speakers, Birdie screamed into the mic. "Cover your ears everyone! Cover your ears! I'll give this sucker a song he'll never forget! Rock!"
Then Birdie morphed into her third, and most deadly character: Ghastly Neekerbreeker!
Drawing a deep breath, Birdie let loose!
NEEK-BREEEEEEK! NEEK-BREEEEEEK! NEEK-BREEEEK! NEEK-BREEEEK!
The waves of ultrasonic sound rolled across the party field. The metal of Sting shivered and rang out in response. Everyone on the field clamped their hands over the ears as the soundwaves echoed and shrilled.
The metal armor shivered like tin foil in the wind. Tiny cracks appeared all across it's surface.
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