" The Mind-ape had scattered , The Lord of Metal and Mother of Wood were dispersed . The Yellow Wife has damaged , her powers divided , The Way has withered , and how could it be saved ?" I hummed with a sure smiled , recalling how this used to pop up everytime before I played the game . Gunshots wear nearing us . " Togetherness ." Wukong tucked the golden staff beneath his arm . " Don ' t give in to your lower self ." PIgsy swung his nine-toothed rake to his shoulder . " Pursuit of higher consciousness " Sha-monk polished the other end of his shovel . I smiled . We are ready . At once , we stood back- to-back , facing all four directions , each showcasing our own talents against our enemies . Wukong recited his spells to conjure a protective field around us , blocking out the string of bullets aiming at us . Squawks of surprise sounded from the gang members as the bullets directed back at them . Sha-monk flung his shovel , energy surging from within and generating powerful gusts of wind , shooting away currents of air that sent any racing bullets away , falling debris mopped out in a cloud of white powdery dirt . " Pigsy , Sha-monk , lure the enemies to the riverside ! Unleash your strong fighting skills in water !" I shouted as I shedded my head from the bullets that managed to break through the protective field . The two nodded , dashing to the river at full speed . " Chase them !" The leader of the gang yelled . The gangs rushed to the riverside like a tsunami . Sha-monk emerged from the river , mustering up a handful of pent-up energy to conjure spheres of water , while Pigsy had multicoloured essences swirling in his hands , freezing the water and icing the gang ' s machine guns . Their collective forces hit the enemies right in the stomach like a brick wall . Fear and surprise flickered across their faces . " Guys , here we go , let ' s show them what we ' ve got ." Wukong smirked . And they struck . I watched as the duplicated Wukongs collectively conjured balls of sizzling fire , hurling them at Sha-monk , who met them with his spheres of water from his twirling shovel , and Pigsy freezing the spheres with the cold forces of his rake . At once , energy surged to life from within . The huge force collided and created a huge swirling tornado . Streams of energy danced around the tornado erratically into an upward spiral , it grew more and more powerful . The piling gang members started shooting a new type of bullet that I didn ' t recognize . Gray smoke bounced off the spots they hit off the tornado . The tornado was slowly losing its power . The rising fatigue swayed the members bodies ; a tell-tale sign that they were drawing more energy than their bodies could replenish . We were outnumbered and overpowered by the gang ’ s high-technological weapons . We were losing . A stream of enthralling light blinded all of us . We instinctively screwed our eyes shut . A worn out Xuanzang staggered to us , calmly reciting a string of scriptures albeit the catastrophe , not affected by all the disturbing thoughts and emotions . Gold raced across his irises , swirling and glowing . Out of thin air , bolts of lightning appeared around us , slithering and crawling around like electrical snakes , crackling around the brewing tornado . The golden essence started swirling around the members , the energy that made them feel alive and vivacious once again surging . We were back on track . The tornado eventually blasted off . When the steam and winds faded , the characters were nowhere to be seen . A golden string of words " Mission Accomplished " hung in the air . I smiled .
" Do not go far to seek the Buddha on Vulture Peak ; Vulture Peak is in your heart ." -- Journey to the West , chapter 85