“Harambe the monke?” Wyn asks.

  “Yes, the monke,” Stu answers.

  “THE MONKE???”

  “THE MONKE!!!”

  “What’s going on? As if this place wasn’t weird enough, now Oppa’s acting strange,” Mira says.

  “He’s always been strange,” Yu replies.

  “This fight is for you, Yu! Harambe versus Watanabe!” Wyn declares.

  “Was the gorilla famous?” Yu asks, confused.

  “First off, he’s a monke! And, oh boy, need I tell you? After his death, the world’s been turning into a shithole!” Wyn replies dramatically.

  While the others scratch their heads in confusion, Harambe lets out a deafening roar, pounding his fists against his chest. The sound reverberates across the sixth level, forcing those nearby to cover their ears. By now, all the dogs have vanished from sight.

  In an unexpected turn, a procession of different monkey species emerges from behind the throne’s base. Leading the line are a lemur, a Daubentonia, and a microcebus gerpi, who stop midway between the team and Harambe. They’re quickly surrounded by the other monkeys, forming a circle.

  Without warning, a song bursts forth, with the lemur taking the lead as the singer. The creatures begin to sing and dance, their movements in perfect sync. The tune is so catchy that the Hell souls unknowingly starts nodding along to the rhythm – even Torture can’t resist.

  “These guys are better singers than the cats,” Yu remarks.

  As the song loops endlessly, as if stalling for time, it finally comes to an abrupt stop. The dancing creatures scatter, retreating back into the throne’s base.

  Suddenly, the sky fills with babies gliding through the air on what appear to be oversized fennec fox heads, their large ears stretched out like natural gliders. From behind Harambe, giant chipmunks climb into view, gathering in the center before releasing teenagers into the middle of the area.

  Then, from behind the team, massive elephants with enormous ears emerge, their ears flapping rhythmically as they carry younger kids on their backs.

  “Kinder Surprisers, attack!” Stu, now in the air, riding the flying Mama Roach, shouts.

  The kids at the back immediately spring from the elephants onto Torture, who’s at the very back of the group, while the teenagers in the middle of the battlefield reach into their pockets and start hurling lumpfish at the souls to slow them down.

  “Oooh! These fish stick?” Mira wonders aloud, her fantasy running wild.

  Meanwhile, the babies in the air glide by, tossing dirty diapers at the team. Despite their numbers, they’re too weak to cause any real damage to their strong opponents.

  As the chaos unfolds, and the Hell souls hold off the children, Harambe groans. His voice is soft and gentle, almost as if begging.

  “We love you, Harambe! We can’t lose you. We’ll defend you with everything we’ve got!” Stu cries out.

  Harambe’s face contorts into one of desperation and sadness as he watches the children risking their lives to protect him.

  “Everyone, hold, especially you, Torture!” Wyn shouts through the pile of children. “It’s your call, David. Your kids could be among them!”

  David hesitates for a moment, then speaks with determination. “If they’re in here, then so be it! I’ve prepared myself for this. Our mission is more important.”

  With David’s confirmation, Wyn summons a cyclone around the team, shielding them from more children jumping in. Lisa follows suit, shooting lasers through the pile, while Mira burns anyone she can touch and David calls down thunder strikes. With enough space created for Wyn and Yu to escape the pile, Wyn begins using his weapon against the children, while Yu hesitates, only using water to push them into the raging winds.

  “This feels wrong. I’m sorry, I don’t think I can do this,” Yu admits.

  “Don’t worry, man! We’ve got this!” Wyn reassures him.

  Harambe, seeing the souls attacking the children, lets out a roar of anger. Wyn responds by curving the cyclone’s path, directing it toward the gorilla from above. The cyclone carries many children with it, and while Harambe wishes to save them, he leaps out of the way, crashing into the teenagers in front of him and injuring them.

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  “Someone free Torture!” Wyn shouts. “We’ll let him handle the monke, and we’ll deal with the kids.”

  Now that the souls are freed from the children’s pile, Mira and David quickly start pulling the ones off Torture, finally liberating him. While Harambe tends to the teenagers he collided with, Torture, now free, summons his executioner’s ax and drags it behind him. Sensing the impending threat, Harambe shifts his focus, and as both warriors step forward, their pace quickens, the tension building as they close the distance.

  The clash of the two titans begins with Harambe reaching behind himself and punching Torture square in the face with what can only be described as his own excrement. Torture, unfazed, swings his lava-heated ax, slicing off Harambe's other shoulder in one clean strike. Neither combatant reacts to the pain. Harambe, undeterred, throws another punch with the same hand, while Torture releases his ax, freeing one hand and using it to exchange brutal blows with the gorilla.

  After taking yet another punch to the face, Torture grabs Harambe’s fist, unleashing intense heat to burn it. Harambe reacts to the scorching pain, but in a strange move, he detaches his fist from the rest of his arm and leaps backward, stabilizing himself. With a high-pitched roar, the detached parts – his entire arm and the fist – return to him, reattaching in a way that resembles the materialization of a weapon.

  Torture doesn't relent, charging forward and following up with a sweeping ax strike. Harambe summons rocks around his body to tank the blow. However, Torture's sweep slices through, stopping only halfway from Harambe’s waist. Undeterred, the gorilla fortifies his body with another layer of rock, preventing Torture from dislodging his weapon. In a swift move, Harambe pulls on the ax’s handle, reeling Torture toward him, catching him off guard.

  A deafening crash rings out as Harambe brings his fists together, sandwiching Torture’s head between them. The impact forces Torture to immediately drop his ax handle, taking several steps backward before collapsing to his knees, his hands pressed against his damaged head.

  Meanwhile, the team has taken care of most of the children. Because the sisters seem to be having the most fun, the rest let them deal with the remaining ones while they watch the ongoing battle between Torture and Harambe.

  “Sorry to bother you, Oppa, but can you bring Stu down to me?” Mira asks, her tone eerily calm.

  In a swift motion, Wyn summons a cyclone beneath the flying Mama Roach, sending her and Stu crashing down toward Mira. A wicked grin spreads across Mira’s face as the two land before her, fear evident in their eyes.

  “Well, well, Stu. Forgive me, Vee. I like you, but I hate your brother,” she says, her voice dripping with malice.

  “Please don’t kill me. Let me go back to ma behbies!” the roach pleads, trembling.

  Mira releases the roach, watching as she flies off the mountain. But with a sinister smile, she swiftly finishes Stu off.

  Just when the team thinks the children are finally done for, reinforcements arrive. This time, kids of various ages wearing shoop da whoops ride on emus, charging in with renewed energy as they leap off a hovering turtle's back.

  "Too bad we don’t walk upside down! We won’t lose to these stupid birds like some losers!" Wyn declares, rallying the team.

  He and David step forward to join the sisters, while Yu, reluctant but determined, only resorts to water streams, supporting his teammates from a distance.

  Meanwhile, Harambe is relentless, delivering continuous punches to Torture. Despite the damage caused by the lava, Harambe’s body rematerializes, though not without pain. In contrast, the executioner, while more powerful than Harambe, is far less nimble, struggling to keep up with his speed.

  Just when Torture manages to break free, Harambe uses the distance to his advantage. Turning his back to the executioner, he begins excreting. Torture counters with streams of lava from his palms, attempting to burn it. Unable to overpower the lava, Harambe does something unexpected – he pulls his butt cheeks off his rear, holding them in his hands and facing Torture. Then, with surprising speed, he circles around the executioner, spraying excrement all over the slow-moving figure.

  Over time, the excrement hardens, making it even harder for Torture to catch up with the ape. In desperation, he engulfs himself in lava, attempting to burn away the hardened waste. But this is the moment Harambe charges forward, his head slamming into Torture’s stomach with enough force to send them both out of the lava stream.

  In a swift motion, Harambe, now on top of the fallen Torture, rips off his mask, revealing a triangle-shaped head, completely devoid of facial features, just smooth flesh. Without hesitation, the gorilla uses his rear – still clutched in his hands – and presses it against Torture’s face, continuing to excrete onto him.

  Torture fights back, lava surging beneath them, but Harambe endures the pain, rolling them both away from the streams before resuming his actions. As Torture’s face solidifies from the hardened excrement, Harambe raises his fists high and delivers a powerful strike, shattering the hardened waste – and with it, Torture’s face.

  “He’s done already? Really? The moderators are just trash!” Wyn exclaims, almost laughing at how pathetic the moderators are without Hell souls helping.

  “Well, that’s great for us!” he adds with a grin. “More essence!”

  The boys decide to take on this fight themselves. Wyn begins by summoning a cyclone, carrying chakram blades down toward the ape’s head. However, Harambe lifts his torn rear high, trying to block the attack. Despite his efforts, Wyn’s strength overpowers, and the swirling winds shatter the rear.

  Just before it shatters, Harambe leaps and rolls, sacrificing a foot to escape the cyclone. The winds press down, and the severed foot shatters under the force. As Harambe struggles to regain his balance, lightning strikes from David’s sword, aimed directly at the gorilla, chipping away at his footless knee.

  Attempting to regain his footing, Harambe tries to move, but his speed is significantly reduced as he crashes into Yu’s water streams. The streams engulf him entirely, pinning him in place. The water begins to boil as Harambe struggles to free himself, but thunder continues to strike from above, tearing through the water and chipping away more of his mass.

  Seizing the opportunity, Wyn unleashes a cyclone carrying a chakram blade, which slices through Yu’s stream. The first attempt chips away part of the head, but the second attempt severs Harambe’s head clean off. Using a water stream, Yu pulls the head toward Wyn, while David continues dismantling the gorilla’s now-motionless body.

  Placing his foot on the head, Wyn does something he’s never done before – he summons descending winds from beneath his foot. The winds intensify, applying pressure with increasing force until the head shatters completely. With both the head and body destroyed, the battle ends – a crushing defeat for Heaven’s last guardian.