Once the Grand Arena has been cleaned out of any residual youtuber urine and raccoon fur left over from the previous match, the next pair of competitors are raised up on pedestals, and Ciqufrinz once again comes on over the intercom.
"Alright, folks, now it's time for some REAL fights! We're calling this round 'See It to Believe It'! It's Bird Keeper Rod duking it out with Celebra! Both of these fighters seem to have zany tricks up their sleeves, but who will be able to harness the element of surprise and come out on top? Only one way to find out. Sound that horn!"
Attota does as instructed, and the horn rings out, as both Rod and Celebra step out onto the sand, staring each other down. Celebra reaches onto his back and draws a long, pointy weapon, which is glowing with light. Rod doesn't seem very bothered by this weapon, and simply reaches into his pockets and then hurls out a large amount of orbs, which pop open when they hit the ground, releasing a swarm of strange small cylindrical atmospheric beasts into the air. The beasts only hover in place for a brief moment, before scattering all over the place, moving faster than the naked eye can observe. A few of the large screens throughout the Arena take snapshots so that the audience can properly see what the beasts look like. Celebra looks up at the air, intrigued by the sudden spur of movement. He jumps up and begins swiping about with his weapon, but hits only air. Then, he feels one of the beasts ram into his back, sending him onto the ground.
"I keep birds, but not really." quips Rod, chuckling and crossing his arms. Within the audience, a particularly ecstatic fan suddenly has a realization and audibly freaks out and begins to loudly talk about the creatures in the air, referring to them as "Arod" and claiming that they were not even known to exist until recently, when they appeared in photographs as a series of strange blurs. Nobody seems to care that much about this information, so the fan just sits back down and allows for the fight to continue.
"Interesting, interesting." Celebra stands up, rubbing his back. A few more Arod pelt him every now and then, but he manages to stand his ground. "You did catch me off guard, 'Rod', if that is truly your name. Though, I'm quite disappointed to hear that these aren't even an extension of your own power, but rather just a series of creatures which you have tamed."
Rod doesn't say anything in response to this, but he shakes his head, and points at Celebra, causing the Arod to once again focus down attacks on him, occasionally attacking from a distance with wind-based attacks, which do little more than make Celebra stumble slightly. Celebra begins to casually stroll towards Rod, twirling his blade around, occasionally severing an Arod in half through sheer coincidence. Rod stares Celebra down while the gap between them closes slowly, making no direct effort to stop the dream demon from approaching. The Arod continue pelting Celebra with futile attacks, sometimes even hurling their own bodies straight into Celebra, which actually does seem to have some effect just due to their sheer speed. Celebra makes it to Rod nonetheless, and strokes his chin while he holds eye contact with the bird keeper.
"Lick me. I mean what." Rod says, for no clear reason. Celebra sneers, jumps back, and elegantly impales Rod with his blade, causing Rod to let out a gasp and stumble back. However, to the surprise of the whole crowd, and seemingly Celebra as well, Rod suddenly begins to glow with an aura of power, becoming visibly seeming to gain a great degree of physical strength.
"No...it cannot be...the blade...has deemed you worthier than I…" Celebra croaks, staggering backwards in awe and looking up at Rod. Rod stares Celebra down, and smiles, snapping his fingers to command the Arod to all stop in place and drop to the ground, seeing no more use for them. He cracks his knuckles and walks over to Celebra, who is now trembling in fear. Rod throws his head back and laughs, before slamming his fist right into Celebra's exoskeleton-like skin. However, again to the surprise of the audience as well as Rod, rather than having any kind of notable impact on Celebra, the moment Rod's fist makes contact, it begins to crack open like a piece of fine china. The cracks quickly spread up Rod's arm as he watches in horror, and within moments, they have webbed their way across his entire body, and he breaks apart into a bunch of shattered pieces, while Celebra drops the act and lets out a triumphant cackle.
"AHAHAHA! Dream On." Celebra looks at the blade when he says this, smiling. It seems as though that's what he calls it. Within moments, Celebra is transported to the same area as Deryl and Markiplier's Piss, where he promptly plops himself onto a sofa and picks at his sharp teeth.
"That was a cool trick, dude." Deryl nods, smiling at Celebra.
"Eh, too easy, really. That guy literally could not have won. But I guess that's the point of this first set of rounds. Just getting rid of all the unworthy opponents. A small price of disappointment to pay for the long-term outcome."
Deryl politely nods in agreement, though he has no idea what Celebra is on about. He just prepares to watch whatever the next matchup is.
