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"HAH...what's with the hood?" laughed Arnold. "Too scared you'll lose your hair. HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA! HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA! HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA! HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA!"
But as the Slashing Trickster continued laughing, Tommy slowly took off his hood, and the entire coliseum, even a shocked Arnold, grew silent at what they saw...
"Y-You hair!" Arnold finally gasped.
Tommy's long black hair was cut down to shoulder-length.
"Wow, I...I never knew that Clifford was...so important to you, Tommy," whispered Arnold. "But no matter!" he yelled. "Even your cold eyes don't scare me!"
"Tommy Phenyl vs. Arnold McMillian! FIGHT!"
*KERCHINK*
Arnold's Scythe Machina materialized in his hands. "PREPARE YOURSELF! NO-INTERVAL TRIPLE-ACCEL!"
*ZOOM*
The Slashing Trickster charged in blazing-fast speed at Tommy, who simply, yet slowly, grasped the handle of his sword with both hands...and then...
*SLASH*
"GAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" Arnold was easily knocked by Tommy's attack, shocking the audience.
"Dammit! He foresaw my fucking attack!" thought Arnold. "Man, he ain't gonna be easy, THAT'S for sure. But I'm not giving up so easily! ACCEL-TEMPEST!"
*ZOOM*
Arnold flew around his enemy, creating two illusions. "As long as I can use this, I can penetrate his defense!" And so, the Slashing Trickster sliced at Silent Confidant...
*SWIPE*
...but hit nothing...as Tommy had vanished.
"W-What the...! Where'd he go?!" Tightly grasping the handle of his scythe with both hands, Arnold took of a few steps back and desperately looked around the battlefield for—"
*ZOOM*
"ILLUSION TURN!"
*SLASH*
Standing for about a few seconds, Arnold fell to her knees, and then her whole body collapsed onto the ground in defeat.
Watching over his defeat foe, Tommy slammed his sword into the ground before glaring out over the audience.
"Winner: Tommy Phenyl!"
To Be Continued
Later