ALMOST THERE! KEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEP GOING!!!
With the star accelerating towards the Gabags, time is of the essence, as they now begin to pick up pace in rhythm of the war drums. Marching in beat the Gabarda's troops fight back against the harsh elements, as if trying to keep them from the Gates.
"HOLY GABAG, STOP THAT STAR!!!"
On it!
Holy Gabag, flew up into the star, and began to slow it down, there was no way he could stop it, but he could give his brothers time.