Magolor took notes with much more caution than previously, and finally decided to use his own magic to subdue any threats.

"Kinda looks like what those Waddle Doos shoot out of their eye, but... darker?"

"Darker?"

Kirby rubbed the top of his head awkwardly, "Well, I can sense that sort of stuff, and your magic kinda has a vibe to it."

"... Ok."

Magolor really hated this fucking desert, it was so fucking dry, then so fucking wet, so damn hot, then too damn cold.

"I can't take this anymore!!!"

He then teleported himself away, and dropped Dedede, Meta Knight, and Bandee where he once was.

"Uhhhh, hi?"

Everyone was very confused.