Armored Armadillo stood atop a skyscraper, looking stoically off into the dark middle distance. Thanks to X, Sigma was finally gone. Armored's figure showed it. Even from behind, where you were standing, his enormous gut showed proudly, just slightly wider than the plump, broad, jiggly butt that should have taken center stage. "So, it's you again. And it's finally over... It almost seemed a peacef-UUUURRPH~ night like this would never come." His belly gurgled in assent. "... What now?"