Tito, feeling tightness in both his heart and his scrotum, moved his EVA unit to lunge at Ramiel and drove the algebraic angel into the ground. Then, he unleashed a volley of punches so fast and so hard, that the entire city heard nothing but sonic booms every few seconds. Ramiel refused to not reprimand this rabble-rouser and snap, crackle, and popped itself into a jagged series of edges in hopes of disemboweling Tito along with his EVA.
Tito, however, was much quicker and ended up performing a backwards aerial dodge just in the nick of time to make Ramiel's counterattack useless, or so he thought. Although he was quick, Tito was not quick enough. Ramiel managed to severely injure the EVA's left arm, barely managing to disable it. "Tch…..what a nuisance." Tito thought to himself. "I gotta end this quick, my favorite porn model is starting her webcam show soon." Tito told Ramiel, expecting the geometric, alien fuck to understand.
"Hnnnggg," hissed Tito in anger and pain as he ripped off his own damaged EVA's arm, baking the buildings and streets underneath him in a very warm and unexpected sea of blood, nerves, and bone fragments. Tito then started flailing the hand around like a dildo between his legs. Far away from the chaos, but still somewhat entranced by it, idubbbz, cozying it up in his home not too far from where Ramiel landed, took a little peek from his window at what was going on and thought to himself "well, that's fuckin' gay," as he went back to filming himself eating carrots and seasoned insects for his camera.
Tito said "I'll give you something to whine about," and then jumped high into the air. At one moment, even Ramiel looked confused. Tito held the severed EVA hand like a greatsword, clapped his ass-cheeks along with his EVA's, and plunged his makeshift blade directly at Ramiel, hoping to slam its core wide open. "What's that idiot doing now?" said a shadowy figure monitoring all this action from the comfort of his screen. "You know he likes to employ unorthodox combat techniques," retorted a blue-haired woman, "in fact, it's part of the reason you took great interest in him," she continued.
"There's a limit to how much unorthodox one could get," stated the shadowy figure to no one in particular. "I hope he doesn't get himself killed. What a waste of resources that would turn out to be," thought the shadowy figure to himself. Ramiel hissed, cracked, screamed, and turned itself into a seemingly large onahole, to tank Tito's attack. Tito's massive girth all came down on Ramiel, the AT Fields from both parties colliding charismatically. It was a particularly dreary day, however, the sun felt the need to smile upon the world as Ramiel's corpse littered its corners.