Episode 2b: Treacherous Confidants
Pandora: Alright, we've analyzed everything we needed for our competitors and prepared the setting. Hope no one brought any knives, because I sense some backstabbing shenanigans.
Lenny: Two traitors enter, but only one will leave! Let's get started! Open the gates, this is—
Both: Ultimate Arena!
In an undisclosed location deep in the night stood a forgotten ruin within a deep forest. A fog rolled along the ground like waves and moved like snakes around the stone pillars. The howl of Mightyena could be heard in the distance to the visage of the full moon high above.
From the fog, two figures stepped out of hiding. One was a snappily dressed Watchog wearing a white dress shirt, blue vest, and black suit. He adjusted the spectacles sitting on the bridge of his nose, his confident smirk radiating unmatched smugness.
The other was bundled inside a cloak with only the faint shine of his red eyes peering from inside the hood. A scorpion tail dragged from under the cloak, leaving a line in the ground. Under the moonlight, his own cunning grin shined through the darkness.
The two creatures met each other halfway inside the dilapidated ruins, stopping in the dead center. There was silence for a moment as they both analyzed each other, taking in their stances, their composure, and even the faint feeling something else radiating off the other, though couldn't place an exact answer.
"Fang, I presume."
"You are Zaros, yes?"
The Watchog, Zaros, chuckled as he played with his spectacles. "Excellent. Shall we get down to business?"
"Gentlemen first," Fang said.
"You're much too kind." Zaros opened his suit jacket and reached inside. "I don't know what string of fate pulled us together, but I am always delighted to work with someone who appreciates the dark dealings of the underworld. What sort of seedy dealings do you partake in?"
Fang chuckled and shook his head. "One cannot reveal all their secrets, I'm afraid. I'm simply passing the time for a bigger opportunity to show itself. What luck I've come across with your elegant background. Your work is fields beyond this realm, I've heard."
"And realms you will be privy to soon enough." Zaros fished out the item and presented it to Fang. It was a sun-shaped medallion with a blue half-moon in its center. "Per our agreement, you requested a method of eliminating sunlight."
Fang nodded. "Oh yes. I get dreadful sunburns, so a little something to add a bit of shade into my life would do nicely."
"Oh, understandable, friend. Rest assured, it does as advertise. It'll wrap you in a protective film of darkness that absorbs all sunlight into the amulet. You will have to dispose of the excessive sunlight at the end of each day, of course."
Fang grinned. "Oh, I have many uses for that application when the time comes." He reached for it with his purplish pincers, but Zaros pulled away before he could grab it.
"No, no, no. Your end of the agreement."
"Oh, how foolish of me. I'm deeply sorry." Fang reached into his cloak and fished out the requested item: a small bag. "Seeds from my home forest. You have an interest in botany?"
"Many fields pique my interest, and your home certainly entices the mind for further study."
Fang snickered. "I'm so flattered you've come to realize the potential of my species."
"In more ways than one. I hope to make good use of those seeds. Shall we make the exchange?"
"With pleasure."
Both sets of arms were raised, one hand holding out the item and the other reaching for their requested package. Neither broke eye contact, holding those composed smiles and evened glares as their hands inched closer to the other. The winds picked up and blew a thick layer of fog around the duo, mere centimeters of claiming their prize.
CLICK!
Fang's ears twitched. He pulled away from Zaros' reach and glanced over his shoulder. His superior night vision allowed him to detect twenty different goons hiding in the trees, each armed with a rifle radiating that same, unfamiliar energy he felt from Zaros.
"…Is this how you repay your clients?" Fang asked.
Zaros sighed and pocketed the amulet. "And here I thought we could've done this with your last memory being a peaceful transaction." He smiled wryly. "Fact is, I can't exactly trust the word of someone as seedy as you. What if the entire operation went awry because of an anonymous tip?"
Fang narrowed his eyes. "A set up, huh?"
"Don't look so down. It's just business."
"…" The cloaked creature laughed quietly, shaking his head. "Oh, I couldn't agree more."
Before Zaros could react, Fang backflipped and dug his tail into the ground, spraying dirt into the air. The Watchog recoiled as the dirt hit his eyes. As he tried to wipe them clean, he heard a distinct whistling sound cutting through the air, no less than a few seconds before it went quiet.
"I had no intention of playing nice either."
With his eyes cleared, he turned around and saw Fang standing behind him, dropping his tattered cloak. He was an unusual looking Gliscor unlike anything Zaros had ever seen. His colors were much darker than normal. His main body was a dark shade of purple, his torso and arms were a deep red, and his wings were jet black. His red eyes shined brighter than before as he laughed.
Just then, Zaros heard something dropping to the ground. A lot of somethings. He glanced over his shoulder and saw his henchmen falling out of the trees, and with their bodies ripped apart. Some had their limbs ripped off, and others were missing their heads or the entire upper half of their bodies. He was almost certain there were six less than what he originally brought along.
Fang dropped the seed bag onto his tattered cloak and cracked his neck. "Like I said, I'm passing by until a bigger opportunity shows itself. Playing nice only gets you so far, friend."
Zaros brushed off the deaths of his henchmen and faced Fang. He smirked and pushed up his spectacles as his purple, magical aura surrounded him. "I knew there was something I liked about you. A shame you must be executed."
Fang flashed a toothy grin as his malignant aura rose up. "Gentlemen first."
~Don't take your eyes off the enemy~
FIGHT!
"Everto." Zaros fired off a couple of purple lasers from his fingertip, lighting up the area around him in their ominous glow.
Fang slapped his tail off the ground to dodge. He sailed across the air, diving and weaving through the Watchog's laser fire. He touched the ground and catapulted himself forward. "Poison Jab!"
Zaros stopped firing and held his hand out, catching the poisonous pincer in his palm. The poison energy sparked from the point of impact, but failed to pass through his magic aura. "Ah, the archaic ways of our species. How quaint you still hold onto your inferior roots." He tightened his grip and effortlessly tossed the flying scorpion away.
Fang somersaulted through the air before landing on his tail. He laughed to himself and brushed his pincer across his chest. "You haven't felt poison quite like this. Poison Jab!" He lit up both pincers, sparking with an overload of poison energy. He flung himself forward again, throwing a flurry of punches.
Zaros casually stepped back and raised his arm. As Fang attacked, he blocked every one of the Darkmon's punches with simple adjustments. The poison sparks danced off with each impact, shooting close to his face. He gave it a moment until Fang started slowing down. "Everto." He caught the Darkmon's wrist, pulled it out of the way, and fired into his face.
Fang twisted his neck enough for the beam to rip through his jaw instead. Unbothered by the damage, he extended the stingers in his tail and struck the chest. Zaros caught the tail with his other hand and threw Fang over his shoulder, sending him spinning into the air.
"Ignis Cast." He snapped his fingers and flicked a spark of flame.
Fang straightened himself out and threw a Poison Jab through the spell, causing an inferno of flames to cascade around him. He parted the flames from himself and pressed his pincers together, opening them wide as dark energy filled the insides. "Dark Pulse!" Waves of dark energy spewed out.
Zaros waved his hand and cast a barrier over himself, effortlessly blocking the attack. "Is this supposed to impress me? It's a charming show, but hardly anything I haven't seen. Do good not to embarrass yourself, my friend."
"As you wish." Zaros' eyes widened. The Dark Pulse cut off at the same time a whistling sound cut through the air. He looked down just in time to see Fang below his chin, striking with a Sky Uppercut. It struck true, knocking the Watchog off his feet and sending him soaring up into the air like a rocket. "Impressed yet?"
Zaros reoriented himself in the air and smirked. "You're certainly full of surprises. Vento Nero!" He fired pressurized dark winds from his hands.
Fang launched himself in the air with his tail, soaring over the wind blasts, and dove at Zaros. "Poison Jab!" He launched a flurry of poisonous punches.
"HA!" Zaros cast a barrier, stopping the Poison Jabs. He smirked and snapped his fingers. "Guardian, if you would!"
A purple, crystalline arm spawned from the aether around Zaros and sprung around the barrier, seizing Fang by his tail. The Dark Gliscor gasped as the arm pulled and swung him about like a flail. As Zaros fell back to the ground, the crystal arm reared Fang up and smashed his face into the ground as soon as they landed.
"Ignis Cast!" Zaros snapped his fingers and blasted into his adversary, lighting him up in a glorious orange blaze that pierced through the dark of the night.
"YAAAAAAH!" Fang screamed, rolling and flailing within the flames. The crystal arm sprung from the shadows and seized the burning Darkmon by his throat. He flailed and hissed as the arm lifted him in the air for Zaros to witness his destruction.
Zaros chuckled and shook his head. "Let it be clear that you are not my equal, good sir. This was a test of two wills fighting for superiority, and I stand above the riffraff who dare challenge my place on the pillars of destiny. Make good on your namesake and disappear into the darkness you belong with."
Turning his back, he snapped his fingers and had the burning Darkmon tossed into the air. From the aether around him, a purple humanoid composed of crystal sprung into physical form and rose parallel to Fang. It reared its fists back and delivered a swift and brutal onslaught of punches, tearing into the burning flesh and ripping him piece by piece. Body parts scattered through the air, and black blood sprayed over the land. Zaros cast a mini barrier over his head like an umbrella.
The Guardian finished off by grabbing the Darkmon's severed head and crushing it inside its fist. It shook the blood from its hands and vanished back into Zaros. He dispelled his barrier and shook his head.
"Honestly, it wasn't even a challenge." He approached the spilt blood and decaying flesh, looming over it with his usual smugness. "You were simply outclassed."
"Is that the lie that comforts you before death?"
Zaros' eyes widened. He felt something rising from the ground behind him. A strange energy filled with a most vile air. He peeked over his shoulder, where he saw the darkened ooze collecting together into the vague shape of a Gliscor. A haunting grin stretched from below the ooze, and two piecing red eyes flashed to life.
"You hold yourself up like a god. I bring nothing but bad news for you, Zaros. I know a god, and I tore his legacy down through cleverness and persistence. You? You're just a mortal playing pretend~!"
"Everto!" Zaros spun around and fired his laser, but the oozing Gliscor vanished into the sky. He barely caught sight of a purple trail slicing through the air, weaving through the trees and ruins faster than the eye could perceive.
"But I'm not so egotistical to hold myself up as a god. No, no, that's much too low a position for me," the Darkmon's voice projected all around Zaros. "I am the demon that haunts the woods. I am the shadow that lurks below sinners. I…am the Grim Reaper of the Darkmon!"
Zaros sensed something flying toward him from behind. Right as he looked over his shoulder, his vision became engulfed by a set of large pincers the length and size of his whole body, ready to rend him from the waist up. He summoned his Guardian arms and used them to press into the insides of the pincers before they could snap shut.
Something felt off about them. He couldn't describe it, but his instincts told him he shouldn't let these monstrous pincers bite down on him. Worst of all, the palms of his Guardian smoked through prolonged exposure to the inside of the pincers.
"Time for a meal~!"
Zaros' eyes widened as more pressure pressed into the crystal arms. "Tempus Point!"
Fang snapped his pincers shut as the resistance collapsed inside. However, when his pincers closed, he stared in confusion to find not a trace of flesh had been devoured inside them. It was as if Zaros vanished instantly.
He narrowed his eyes and scanned the surrounding forest. Trying to hide? Sorry, Zaros, but you're in my territory now.
Zaros took refuge deep within the forest, hiding up in the trees with his back pressed against the trunk. He sat for a moment to catch his breath. The most curious and heart-racing exhilaration flowed through him. That split second before he activated Tempus Point, he was struck with the most curious bout of fear. He never felt such fear from anyone, not even when facing his master or the dark monarch he conspired against. It's like he was forced to run away.
The feeling of fear coursing through his body…fascinated him.
What a curious set of pincers. What power do they possess to force me to retreat on pure instinct? He peeked around his cover and glared out into the darkness. He lit his fingertip with Everto. Staying out of his range may be my best option. He won't catch me by surprise again—
CRACK!
The tree he perched on suddenly came toppling down, much to his shock. He manifested his Guardian's legs over his own and leapt to the next tree over. As he did, he noticed the base of the tree had been instantly severed with no signs of fragmentation in the wood. Something cut through the tree cleanly. Too cleanly.
"What in the—"
Just as he landed, several trees were cut down in an instant with only the light of a purple trail identifying the culprit. The zigzagging light charged through every tree in sight and tore them down effortlessly, even cutting them to pieces as they fell.
Zaros kicked off into the air just as his new perch was assaulted. He took to the skies and rained down Everto on the light trail. It made sharp turns and dodged the magic beams. Its movements were too swift and precise for Zaros to get a read on.
"Vento Nero!" Zaros blasted down with pressurized wind, scraping away everything in his line of sight.
"Too slow~." He spun around, finding Fang directly over him with his enlarged pincers. "Goodnight, Zaros~!"
Right as Fang went for the kill, Zaros manifested a leg and kicked off the Darkmon, sending himself careening toward the earth. He manifested the armor over his back to soften the impact and rolled to his feet. He stretched out all his fingers and pointed at the sky. "Everto!" He fired out a barrage of lasers.
Fang dove through the lasers, unbothered as they tore through his skin and body. "Dark Pulse!" He fired down rings of dark energy. They collided with the Everto beams and exploded on impact, shrouding the air in a thick cloud of smoke.
Zaros stepped back and raised a barrier around himself. Steady your nerves, Zaros. He has to have a weakness. He mentioned something about having an aversion to the sun. Blast it all, the sun won't be rising for another few hours. I knew I should've practiced with Tempus Point's other applications more.
Fang dove and immediately turned up, scraping along the earth and nearly slicing into the Watchog. Zaros deflected his assault with a timely parry with his Guardian and fired off a volley of Ignis Casts. Fang, with his swift movements, dodged through the array of explosions going off in the air and fired off another helping of Dark Pulse.
Zaros deflected them with a barrier and swept the air with his Everto, trying to clip the Dark Gliscor's wings. The flying scorpion continuously avoided his shots before diving down with his Devouring Pincers primed and ready.
"Tempus Point!"
With a snap of his fingers, right before the pincers could snap down on his head, Zaros instantly froze time around him. He stepped around the frozen scorpion and fired a series of Everto into his body.
"And now time will resume."
The monochrome state of the world reverted to normal, and Fang fell out of fly as his back exploded from the wounds he suddenly sustained. He crashed on his face, rolling across the land before slamming into the piles of logs he cut up. "Agh…!"
"Ignis Cast!" Zaros spun around and fired a powerful spark of fire at him.
Fang spotted the spell in time, sank his tail into a log, and catapulted it to intercept the resulting explosion. With his wings bursting with energy once more, he rocketed forward and pierced through the flames with Poison Jab rupturing with high volumes of toxicity.
Zaros summoned his Guardian's arms and caught Fang's punches before having his arms ripped off. "Vento Nero!" He slammed his palm into the scorpion's face, shoved him into the ground, and blasted the pressurized winds to shave his flesh off. With the pressure building up through the ground, the earth rumbled with cracks splitting across the forest.
Even with his head being torn down bit by bit, Fang grinned through the pain. He whipped his arm up and delivered a heavy Sky Uppercut to the Watchog's chin, blasting him into the sky. Prying himself out of the earth and regenerating his head, Fang launched after the airborne chipmunk and unleashed a flurry of Poison Jabs.
Zaros blocked with his Guardian's arms, but the disorienting blow he received caused his concentration to waver. Fang's rapid punches weaved around his defense and landed brutal strikes into his body, knocking him higher and higher into the sky.
Fang laughed. "Challenging the likes of me will only grant you passage to a swift end! I will be the one to fell the gods of this lowly world, and I shall drown everything into darkness!" He activated his Devouring Pincers and attempted to cut off Zaros' head.
Sensing his impending doom, Zaros quickly delivered a swift palm strike into Fang's face. "Temporal Destruction!"
His magic pulsed through Fang's head before exploding it into a cloud of dust. This brief window of levity allowed Zaros to freefall back toward the earth, using his Guardian's legs to absorb the impact of the landing. However, upon hitting the ground, he collapsed to his knees and coughed.
"Sh-Shit…" A purple tinge highlighted over his face. The brief collision of punches caused his defensive aura to weaken ever so slightly to let the Darkmon's poison bypass. Still, he picked himself up and powered through the debilitating sensation. "Wretched scum. Who do you think you are?"
Fang's body careened down from the sky until his head regenerated. He splayed his wings and accelerated after Zaros. "Dark Pulse!" He fired from both pincers and shaved the earth ahead of himself.
Sensing the incoming attack, Zaros lifted his hand and waited until it came into range. With a snap of his fingers, he whispered, "Verto."
He and Fang instantly swapped places, causing Fang's own Dark Pulse to blast into him. As he skipped across the ground, a wave of purple crystal erupted out of the earth and struck, shredding his limbs and body apart. Zaros rose up on a pillar of crystal, looking down at the Darkmon as more crystal piled on and trapped him within its serrated clutches.
"Your god doesn't scare me," Zaros mocked, lighting the tip of his finger in a radiant purple glow. "Drowning the world in darkness? How dull. You're no different than him. Just a puny insect for me to incinerate. Perhaps I'll suffice with taking your power for myself."
Fang tried to pull himself out of the crystal, but it started melding with his body. "H-Huh?"
"Geo Link," Zaro whispered before aiming his glowing finger at the trapped Dark Gliscor. "Prepare for swift and total annihilation. Everto!" With a flick of his wrist, he fired a massive beam of energy straight down at the trapped Darkmon.
Fang, whose eyes reflected the light of the approaching beam, gritted his teeth. His eyes flashed red before the beam encompassed him, setting off a massive explosion of magic that ripped the crystal apart and seemingly vaporized his body in the epicenter of the blast.
Zaros' pillar crumbled under the resulting shockwave, and he gracefully leapt off before it crashed onto the ground. He glided smoothly through the air, smirking at the wreckage of his finishing attack. Smoke and fire rose into the air, bathing the lacerated forest in a soft purple glow.
"Alas, poor Fang, he died as he lived: playing the fool until his final breath." He landed and threw his head back, howling with laughter even with the poison still coursing through his body. "Who is god now, you lowly creature—"
CRUNCH!
The very second he blinked, a flash of purple blasted past him, and he felt an emptiness across his left side. His blood turned cold as his eyes hastily flickered to the source of his disturbance, finding a huge chunk of his left side torn away. His arm was gone, and a hollow cavity took up most of his stomach region with blood spilling out.
The purple trail of light burst into the sky, dispersing and spreading its wings into the newly reformed Fang. His body radiated in a malevolent aura of purple with his eyes aglow in a blindly solid red. His presence caused the air to crackle and ripple around him. His melodious, maniacal laughter echoed hauntingly over the still night. Blood dripped from his enlarged pincers, remnants of Zaros' tattered suit hanging off.
He lifted one of his pincers and greedily licked the blood up. "Who is god? Still me." He allowed himself to freefall out of the sky before accelerating straight for Zaros. "This is the gap in our strength, you wretched Pokémon!"
Zaros dug his fingers into his torn stomach and screamed as crystal formed over the wound, sealing it tight. Though shaky from the lightheadedness coming over him, he dodged away from Fang's killing strike, only to have his right leg torn off in the process.
"GAAAAH!" He collapsed in agony, but still managed to seal the wound in crystal.
"Keep struggling!" Fang whipped back around, slicing across the earth with his pincers, booming with maniacal laughter. "Witness true evil!"
Zaros snapped his eyes open as they blazed in an intense aura of magic. He raised his only arm and pointed with tranquil fury at the Darkmon. "Awaken…Woden!"
His crystal Guardian emerged in a brilliant explosion of light. The shattered exterior coalesced around the humanoid figure into armored pieces and a magnificent crystal bow. It drew back on the bowstring as Fang came within range.
"Fire!"
Woden released the bowstring, firing an arrow of condensed magic that pierced through the Darkmon's body, crumpling it by the sheer force of magnitude. With his Awakened Evil still active, Fang regenerated from the attack near instantly and continued apace at reduced speed.
"Tempus Point!" Zaros snapped his fingers and froze time around himself.
Fang, for a moment, seemed to be frozen in place. However, after sampling Zaros' flesh, it absorbed some of his magic with it. Slowly, he creaked through the stopped time, rearing his pincers up to bring them down on the Watchog. His face contorted into a malefic smile found only in the darkest abyss, his body flickering in and out of stopped time as he inched closer to his prey.
"You…can't…escape!" Fang growled.
Zaros clutched at his crystal-infused side, panting through his debilitating state. The magic in his eyes continued to burn bright, shining like supernovas. "I've had enough of the darkness. Our transaction here is over." His stare darkened as Woden raised its bow toward the sky.
"Die."
Woden released an arrow into the frozen sky. It exploded at the apex of its height, raining down a volley of light arrows.
Fang kept tearing through the stopped time, extended and stretching his pincers out to chomp down on the unmoving Watchog. However, the arrows landed their marks, piercing and hammering the Dark Gliscor's body into the air with explosive ferocity.
Time resumed around them, and the earth erupted from the stored energy of the chained explosion, rising into a pillar of dense magic. Fang rose up from the center of the energy geyser, his skin being burned away by the racing currents. He regenerated through the damage as best he could, but it wouldn't be enough.
With the last of his strength, Zaros plunged his hand through the exploding energy stream and grasped the Darkmon's neck. With eyes burning like fire, he dug his fingers into the creature's throat and extended his Temporal Destruction through his disintegrating body.
"There's only room for one god in this world. Sink back into the abyss, harbinger of death."
His magic extended around Fang as his body continued to be torn apart in the unending explosion of arrows. Fang made one last ditch effort to cut the Watchog's head off, swiping his pincers out from the magic. However, with the Temporal Destruction nearing completion, his charred skin evaporated into dust against the evil scholar.
Fang clenched his teeth. "Screw…you…" His body fell apart to dust, caught in the updraft of the explosion, and scattered loose from Zaros' grip into the atmosphere.
Woden's arrow rain ceased, and the Awakened Guardian sunk back into its user's magic. The still silence of the night echoed profusely through the charred Watchog's head. Weakness overcoming his body, he tripped back on his heels and collapsed onto his back, finally allowed to catch his breath as he trembled.
He panted heavily, staring up at the moonlit sky with blood dripping down his singed face. "Welp…there goes my evening plans. Hopefully…I'll survive long enough…for Reuben to fix me up…"
He snapped his fingers and sunk into the ground with his Dark Escape. However, amidst the haze of the battle, he neglected to collect the seeds offered up to him by Fang. Somehow, in the chaos of battle, they remained undamaged. They rested softly in the grass under the moonlight.
A tiny splotch of blood lay splattered against one of the seeds, its colored darkened by the ensuing battle and left unrecognizable compared to the two sets of bloodstains across the battlefield.
Was it Zaros' blood?
Or…was it Fang's?
Fang – Eliminated
Pandora: Wasn't there a no-kill rule to these or something?
Lenny: I guess Brad's loosening up on that rule. After all, it makes more sense for villains to kill on a whim.
Pandora: Well, on that note, this was an interesting battle to dissect. Both Zaros and Fang are considerably difficult combatants to put down in a fight, especially with the latter's broken regeneration abilities.
Lenny: Fang could power through just about all of Zaros' attacks and come out of them unscathed as he can heal through virtually any attack thrown his way. Along with the destructive power of his Devouring Pincers, all he really needed was one clean shot to take victory for himself.
Pandora: However, Zaros had virtually every advantage to counter him. His barriers and defensive aura are more than enough to stave off Fang's normal attacks, and he had the means to dodge the Devouring Pincers if Fang somehow managed to catch him off guard, like with Tempus Point. Fang did have the advantage of being untraceable since he doesn't have a magic aura, but that's never really been an issue for Zaros.
Lenny: In the case of speed, Zaros could keep up with Fang's movements. Fang is capable of speed-blitzing the likes of Dragonite and Koda, the latter of which having the advantage of future vision to perceive any surprise attacks. Zaros, meanwhile, has contended with the likes of Tony Sapienti, arguably the fastest character in Secret of the Idol with his ability to move multiple times the speed of lightning. While Zaros could never move that fast, he has the means to react to those speeds, especially with his Guardian backing him up. So it's fair to say Zaros' reaction speed is equal or greater than the likes of Fang's.
Pandora: It helps that Zaros is more tactically minded for combat whereas Fang specializes more in deception and working from the shadows. He would have the advantage at night to take Zaros by surprise, though Watchog do have their impressive vision. And while he couldn't capitalize reliably on Fang's weakness to sunlight, his Temporal Destruction was one of his best bets to neutralize the regeneration since it withers anything he touches to dust. Bonus points for not having a magic aura to fight off against it.
Lenny: And even if Fang managed to land a lethal blow onto Zaros, he has shown the willpower to power through impossible odds before, whether that be conquering a body-disruption spell or fighting the Shadow King himself. Wow, this really shows how long it took to get this out, doesn't it?
Pandora: Fang might have the power and lethality to earn his keep in the FTLOP universe, but he was no match for Zaros' cunning, magical expertise, and broken as heck time magic! What do you know? Being a genius is the ultimate form of superiority.
Both: The winner…Zaros Delarosa!
Next Time:
All great leaders start out from humble beginnings, but not all journeys are taken down that mundane road. Sometimes…an explosion of power is required to show your worth!
Episode 3: Here Comes the BOOM!
The vengeful leader of a band of rebels seeking validation in a cruel society
Vs.
The embodiment of joyous destruction bursting onto the scene with a grand entrance