As Kobal smiled, while wording happily in the sense of wanting to keep this little string of jokes going, he felt a restrictive aura around himself, as he felt himself weakening.
"Who is there~?" He would say before seeing something in his eyes, the small monocle reflecting the sight as a small fuzzy creature was pinned down from above the rafters to back where the cages where, a small item visible that he had once gotten... A blade becoming visible as it drove into the arm as a crunch was heard to not the audience, but just Kobal and Tangeri, as she felt a purple hoodie around herself as she would see both a small vulpine child and a small lizard child as the arm was seperated from the shoulder. The cloaked figure holding a large serrated bladed knife as the limb was being seperated completely, pushing it aside further and further before coughing up a small splurt of blood.
This fight against Kobal had turned around as the strange vision of a lizard and a hoodie had vanished, Kobal just standing there with a droplet in his eyes as he spoke to himself "It seems that the show has gotten a rerun..."
With her punchline being interrupted by sudden visions of a strange familiarity, despite having never met any of these people in the slightest. Yet the memories, while not her own, were incredibly warm... Clearly, they were all precious to whomever they belonged to...
The niceness however was soon snapped back to reality with the sound of a brutal crunch, purple flames flaring up within her as her attention immediately turned to the assailant. It didn't matter why she was here, how she got here, or what would happen here. What did matter would be her friend's safety.
Fighting back her berserker genes as much as she could due to the public setting, Tangeri caught what appeared to be a large, steel rectangle in one hand. Thrown at her from the sidelines.
She roared, tossing the reinforced steel door at the cloaked figure with all of her might. "FUNNY MAN. KEEP YOUR CIRCUS, IF YOU HELP ME." She snarled.
As the reinforced door was sliced in two by an extended blade, as a cloaked figure stood there with a smile as you felt a similiarity. The figure that was there in the courtyard... The figure at the cooking competition who snuck in a small ingredient...
There was a fucker who had been trying to get in your way all this time, as he would use the extended blade that was shrinking to aim it towards the two of you, Kobal starting to pull up his arms with a bunch of playing cards hitting the ground as he had to do his darnest to keep his laughter in as a ninja soon landed on your other side.
This was not going to be an easy situation anymore, this was going to be a fight that had to be quick as you remembered the item that Silver got from that event before this little prankfest... The item that would fit on his arm, that crystal shoulder pad...! It could stop the bleeding temporarily!
But would you have the balls to keep all this going without falling away in panic and or disdain from the villain that was standing there. The blade soon blasting outwards as it extended, aiming towards your heart with a speed so great that if you blinked, you would have your heart torn apart in a mere instant...!
"Well I like your gumption, saffron star" Spoke Kobal, grinning sadistically as he watched the giant lemur step to the side to avoid the blade. "Twice the size and half as smart, hm?" He said, waving a hand and causing a deck of cards to levitate upwards from the ground.
Twirling his cane as the cards spun around him erratically. "Though I must say, I much preferred you in purple..." He sighed, sending the cards out towards the cloaked figure.
"RAVENS AND MAGPIES, GHOULS AND GIRLS. THE SHOW SHALL GO ON!" He cackled, playing to the audience as his strength suddenly surged. His faded black ringmaster's outfit flaring up in a bright red, taking a step forward and seemingly stepping into the floor itself like it was nothing...?
The ninja however, remaining silent. Would throw a smoke bomb at her feet, masking the location of herself and Tangeri. As well as a sizable portion of the ring.
With flame covered shurikens and coconut shaped balls of energy being launched in the direction of the figure from a variety of angles, making it hard to pinpoint their exact location....
Taking a deep breath, everything slowed down in the eyes of the man as he dropped his blade, taking a notice towards the figure that was laying on the ground, screaming in agony as the blood was spilling out, fragments of bone being forced out by the gushing blood as he wanted to try and survive and remain happy.
"First passage of a lonely man" He would speak contently seeing the balls of energy starting to surround him as he stomped the ground, making enough of an effort to not cause damage to anything but the attacks that had appeared. The sweeping leg that soon came as he had lowered his body expressing a sudden dome of force that expanded rapidly with no refrain.
Before he would then take a formideable stance as he would stomp down his foot and then push forwards his palm, his other hand pressed against his own stomach as a balled fist, awaiting the third passage as energy started to surround himself, the second passage becoming obvious.
It was the set up for this move... everything starting to slowly escalate, the energy that was visible becoming more and more intense, becoming a dragonic like shape as a set of dragons started to slowly crawl up from the ground as the three would notice a spherical glass like exterior on the attack.
If enough damage was done to the blow, maybe it could shatter and be stopped before the third passage would become a possibility, maybe!
"Second, a shoe. Kicking an old tin can." Spoke the voice of Kobal, with a large boot manifesting behind the culprit. Arching forward quickly to kick him in the rear. Followed by a bout of manic laughter, "That's quite a nice bubble you have there. But alas, we all know what happens to bubbles..."
Kobal briefly appeared standing on top of the glass dome, and drove his cane onto the top of it. Bursting it into a mass of bubbles that filled the area, the reflection of the ring master's sadistic grin being visible in the soapy orbs as he vanished yet again. "I have one thing to say to you, Handy Jay." Spoke the voice, a slight distortion on the sounds.
"Can you guess what I'm thinking? It's a number between one and one billion"
With the mental gymnastics before them, Tangeri and the ninja would spend some time trying to evacuate the stands. Feeling as if things were about to get too "showy" to be safe for your average spectator, especially with the ringmaster seemingly starting to hit his stride after so many years of inactivity...