Aphrodite stretched as round six of Ragnarok commenced.

"I hope you don't mind if I limber up. It's been a long way since I last fought."

Khutulun grimaces, "You should've done that earlier."

Aphrodite smirks as she rotates one of her shoulders.

"My, so impatience. But I understand, so come at me then."

Khutulun smirked as she said darkly, "Sure thing."

Khutulun rockets towards Aphrodite with her right arm extended out.

Iron Khan Lariat

Aphrodite is taken off her seemingly from the clothesline.

"Alright, a direct hit!" Goll said enthusiastically

"No. Look again," Hera said concerningly.

The audience watched in shock as Aphrodite landed on her feet. She stood unfazed by the attack while Khutulun glanced back in disbelief.

"I-incredible! Aphrodite managed to dodge Khutulun's lariat!" Heimdall announced

Khutulun couldn't believe it.

'How is this possible? I thought I hit her point blank! How could she dodge it so easily?!'

Aphrodite smugly grinned as she spoke haughtily.

"Why are you so surprised? I thought you were the unrivaled warrior of Mongolia."

Khutulun's veins bulge from her face as she charges at Aphrodite with a barrage of punches. Aphrodite weaved through the jabs while making seductive poses to Khutulun's ire.

"I-Incredible! Khutulun tried unloading a series of jabs at Aphrodite. But Aphrodite is dodging each with pure perfection." Heimdall exclaimed as the gods watched on with cautious optimism.

"Eccellente! Even though she was the enemy, her beauty was incomparable."

In the crowd, a young man with long brown hair and light green eyes is painting on a canvas. He wears a brown doublet, red pants, and Italian leather boots.

Painter of the Birth of Venus

Sandro Botticelli (Italy)

"What the hell! How is Aphrodite's slutty ass capable of evading each attack?" Brunhilde yelled with disbelief and anger.

"Epithet Embodiment," Hera stated

"E-Epithet Embodiment? What's that?" Goll asked the goddess.

Hera sighs as she explains, "Epithet Embodiment is her sacred power. She was the most worshipped figure in Greece, even rivaling Zeus and me. Therefore she holds domains within a lot of aspects. That translates into her power."

Goll gasped.

"Wait, are you saying that her power is unlimited?"

Hera shakes her head.

"No, but it's vast. If Khutulun wants to win, she needs to kill Aphrodite quickly."

As Khutulun fights Aphrodite, she grabs her arm and lifts her high.

"I had enough with you."

She then gave a powerful swing as she prepared to slam the love goddess to the ground.

Bogd Mountain Throw

The gods cover their eyes as they do not want to see Aphrodite getting hurt. The arena reverberated with a loud thud. As Ares looked at his beloved, he was speechless at what he saw.

"H-how is this possible?!" Khutulun barked as she stared at Aphrodite crouching beneath the cracked Earth.

"Aww, don't tease me like that." Aphrodite sighed.

'How can this be? That throw has enough force to throw boulders across many valleys. In fact, how are her legs not reduced to bloody mush...!" Khutulun thought, trying to figure this out.

Aphrodite sees this and smirks.

"You know, human. Doubt is a warrior's bane. Without confidence, one is unworthy of the battlefield!"

Then she launches herself and hits on knee strike onto Khutulun's chin.

"What a hit! Aphrodite cracked her knee onto Khutulun's jaw!"

As Heimdall speaks, Khutulun is sent flying back and manages to land on her feet. Immediately upon gaining her bearings, Khutulun got kicked in the right knee. Then Aphrodite kicked her again in the left knee. Khutulun drops to her knees as Aphrodite begins to taunt the human onlookers.

"This is the champion you humans were so confident to believe in? How pathetic?"

The humans in the arena reign down boos as Aphrodite soaked it in with smug satisfaction.

"Fuck you, bitch! Khutulun, sweetie, get up!" Kaidu yelled

Khutulun growls under her breath as Aphrodite shows off.

"Don't get so cocky."

Then the Mongolian princess digs her hands into the ground, removes part of it, and launches it high in the air with Aphrodite on it. Aphrodite quickly backflipped off the slab and landed on the arena floor.

"Well, well! It seems you have more bite than I thought."

Khutulun gets back to her feet and grunts in disgust as she rushes toward Aphrodite. She then launches into another series of jabs to the love goddess.

"Huh. This again," Aphrodite soughed as she effortlessly dodged each strike.

"Once again, Khutulun is throwing jab after jab, but Aphrodite is stylishly evading the barrage."

"Yes! More! More, I say," Sandro said excitingly as she swiftly painted each fight by frame.

Meanwhile, Aphrodite taunts Khutulun once more as she skillfully dodges the attacks.

"Honestly. How many times are you going to throw the same old...!"

Suddenly, Aphrodite felt one of Khutulun's large hands grasped behind her head.

"A-attacks?"

"Just shut up," Khutulun stated as she landed a powerful jab straight into Aphrodite's stomach.

With that punch, Aphrodite's body crashed into one of the cell walls. The love goddess coughed up a splat of blood as she slumped against the wall.

"Honey!" Ares yelled as he watched on in horror.

"Khutulun was able to turn it around and send Aphrodite crashing into the cell! Both these women are giving everything they have from the start!" Heimdall announces while the human race cheer for their champion.

Khutulun walks towards Aphrodite until she hears some strange. The sounds of...moaning?

"~Hah...Hah...~ How I miss this."

The gods and humans watch in bewilderment as Aphrodite slowly stands while rubbing her abdomen.

"Oh yes. The pain racked my body. The taste of blood in my mouth. The pounding in my chest. I love it! I LOVE IT ALL!" Aphrodite exclaimed with pure ecstasy on her face.

"What the hell is wrong with you?" Khutulun said with utter disdain.

Aphrodite gave a perverse smile as she spoke to her opponent in a flirty manner.

"Oh, don't tell me you don't know the saying. There is no pain without pleasure. ~So, dear human, shall we partake in this sin together?~"