RAM THE MONKE
Jack is getting pumped, ready to deal a singular strike with his zorros rapier if the Monke should be so foolish to approach him.
So pumped he forgets to jump the POW block! Oops!
POW!1-2 Momentum! (Now 2!)
The Icecream scoop tumbles right out of the cone!
Hee hooooooooo! ...
He now notices Cranky, also tossed into the air by the POW, is now rising in the air to meet him! Hee ho? HELL NO!
Jack's first strike cleaves through Crankys old ape defenses-a tiny wooden barrel is all he has to defend himself, raised in a desperate block, and Jacks sword cuts through it like a bad dream, sending foam clouds spraying about!
Pathetic. Jack thinks, his face viewed from a low angle, looking downwards.
He raises his sword again to cut through Crankys left tire (It's not like he was gonna KILL ANYBODY, RIGHT? LIFE ISN'T FAIR THOUGH...HEE HO!)
...Only to find his blade blocked!
Where did the old Monkey get a cane?
The two meet in mid-air, weapons clashing with enough force to send a storm wave rolling across the lake!
Draft attempt INTERRUPTED by RAM![6+2=8] vs
[2+2-1=1]Fail! -1 momentum! (Now 1!)
A furious volley of blows is exchanged as Jack leans back in his seat to try and slash Crankys Kart away! He's surprised to find his blade can't puncture Crankys weapon! It takes him a moment to realize. It's possibly made of the same material as his sword...which means...
Dark barrel wood splinters from the cane and Shadow-Stuff from the sword flies in the air as the combatants increase the pace of their assault on one another...
Jack quickly realizes he's being outmatched! No matter how fast his sword seems to swing, always seeking the weakest point in any defense-Cranky parries every blow with casual ease, turning Jacks own attacks against him-always deflecting a chopping strike into a glancing blow. It's like trying to fight the river-formless, flowing, a perfect defense. Jack Frost realizes his blade has one critical weakness, it only seeks weakness in defense, but doesn't account for skill-an experienced cane fighter like Cranky knows where he weak spots are and instinctively guards them!
As Jack begins to lose more ground, he finds his grip rapidly loosening, and his karts light weight doesn't help either-he barely dodges one stick to the face, while barely dodging another as the hook swings about trying to snatch him off his kart! With an almost pitying glance from the Old Kong (or perhaps this is contempt), Jack is finally disarmed with a single flick-his sword is sent flying into the air, where it slides down into the nearby river, cutting through the water without a splash, but merely a silent whicker-narrowly missing a younger monkey in a...hovercraft? Where did he come from?
The blade comes to rest in the lake bed point downward, momentarily abating the furious battles place between the cheep cheeps just under the surface.
One young Red Cheep swims forward to lay fin upon the blade...
...
Jack is bopped on the head painfully by the cane, as naughty ice cream boys deserve, and Cranky begins to build momentum-gaining drafting speed!
Draft attempt![3+2+1=6] vs
[3+1=4]Jack Frost realizes his final error. All this time, he thought they were dueling-but Cranky was also building up power to his banana spoiler! Somehow he was drafting in MID-AIR! With a super-sonic burst, Cranky releases the stored energy-Kong BLASTS past Jacks Kart, soaring over him, and onto the dash pad!
Position lost!...Well, at least that was fun! Guess he didn't hold back after all, hee ho.