Ryuga Banjo - Southeast
Picking up the bottles, Banjo would look at them as his eyes waver and eyebrows scrunch at the familiar sight of them...as in the back of his mind the catchy jingle that his closest friend made for his signature best match plays out. "Sento..."
Thoughts of what they're doing here and what's happened to him fly through his mind, but are quick to get shoved to the side as the sounds of combat only continue in his absence.
And, for better or worse, Ryuga Banjo never wants to stand to the side when others are in danger again.
As he crosses around the corner though, he's more than considering that maybe that was for the worse honestly at the chaotic sight playing out in front of him. All kinds of people(?) fighting and arguing with one another with even stranger creatures in the mix too.
"Are they...Smash?" His first thought is quick to be dispelled as even the weirdest Smash had a mechanical look to them, as opposed to these guys and things..."Is that a fucking Magical Girl?!"
In all honesty, this whole scene is a sensory flashbang for Banjo, but instincts kick in to ignore all the details as the giant rock begins to approach him, and given he just saw it shoot the others here, he doesn't get the feeling it's friendly. So, pulling out his driver and placing it along his waist, he doesn't hesitate as he pulls out another device, one looking more like a fist with the determination to deal with this as soon as possible.
He's made one mistake-no, two mistakes before in chaotic situations before. He's not gonna let them happen again.
Pulling out and shaking an obsidian-like bottle, he inserts it into the knuckleduster as it begins glowing hot.
"BOTTLE BURRRN"
And putting it into the driver slot, the device locks in, ready for transformation at the crank of the lever.
"CROSS-Z MAGMA"
With no hesitation, the Dragon Rider does so to the sound of machinery, steam, and a literal dragon's roars. A massive metal machine forms out of the ground around him as the sound of a ding rings.
"Are you ready?"
The device's final staging process speaks out as Banjo gives it the go-to. "Henshin!"
Not a second later, he readies himself for what's about to happen as the machine tilts over, pouring molten Variable Magma over him. As the material cools, one can spot multiple solid eastern dragon heads rising up around him, as well as the semblance of the Rider beneath the rock.
And then the machine finishes pouring its contents and pulls backward, and then smashes forward, blowing away all the rubble and freeing Banjo underneath in Rider form.
"THE BLAZING MUSCLE, CROSS-Z MAGMA! ACHCHCHCHCH-AH!"
There's the sound of Banjo slamming his fist into his palm as the familiar feeling of heat resonates through his body. With a roar, he proceeds to say his usual transformation line. "My power is overflowing-" And then the rock shot at him, forcing him to dodge backward. "My soul is burning-"
The salvo of the rock began to fire in full force, but Banjo would soon take flight as flame spew out from his wings behind him in a leap towards the enemy rock as he pulls the knuckle out of its slot.
"MY MAGMA IS SURGING!" And goes straight into a punch with the device as he takes out and reinserts its bottle, and slaps his fist across its surface as it glows hot, turning into a molten dragon surging forward as he charges forward into a flying punch.
"VOLCANIC KNUCKLE! ACHAAAA!"
Banjo wouldn't even notice the incoming soundwave attack coming at him before he was already in the midst of throwing his strongest fist forward into smashing the castle thing in front of him.