The Beanfest Battle continues on as the Farmers blast beans and vice versa.

Vil turns to Floyd, "Floyd, load your bean blaster while I keep them busy!"

"Who said you guys could just barge in, huh? Butt out!" Floyd angrily says.

Trey turns to the team, "Jack and Azul are both exhausted, and we're in trouble if Floyd reloads. We need to retreat!"

"Agreed. Our odds are much worse with multiple bean blasters in play," Azul agrees.

"Oui. Adieu for now, farmers!" Rook says.

Soon, the Monster Team hurries off.

Riddle sighs in relief, "Phew... We sent them running."

"Yes, but did you see the lineup they had?" Vil says, "Their group included a housewarden and multiple vice housewardens. The monsters must have had the same idea we did."

"Hey, Floyd? Are you all—" Epel asks, turning to Floyd, but yelps in fright, "GYAH! What's with the scary look on your face?!"

Floyd scoffs bitterly, " Tch. You ruined my fun right when I was finally starting to enjoy myself."

"Is your idea of ''fun' being eliminated? Because you were in danger of just that," Vil says.

"Who cares about eliminations? You guys stink," Floyd says, deeply annoyed.

Epel feels offended, "Huh? But...we saved you. Why are you mad at us?"

"For goodness' sake," Riddle says with a sigh, "I don't expect you to thank us, but could you at least stop intimidating the freshman?"

Floyd groans, "Maaaan...A betta fish, a goldfish, and a guppy. Just peachy. A bunch of tank fish not even worth squeezin'."

"Excuse me?" The group exclaims, offended.

"You've totally harshed my vibe. You guys had better scram, or else... I'm gonna squeeze you all dry," Floyd says, angrily.

"Heh. You're welcome to try," Vil says.

Floyd laughs, "Ahaha... What's that? You want a piece of me? Better watch out, Mr. Fancy Fins. I'd hate to see your best assets get all roughed up."

"You refer to me as a betta, but you clearly haven't done your homework. You should know that the betta fish's beautiful fins are its main weapon in combat!" Vil says with a frown on his face.