The arena had been fixed and Heimdall stood in the center, he gripped his new Gjallarhorn tight as he got ready to announce the next round.
Heimdall: ahem, welcome one and all to the seventh round of Ragnarok, let US dollar dally no longer and hop straight into it, representing the gods in round 7 is this man right here!
The large doors on the gods side opened, revealing Apophis, a murderous and shadowy aura surrounding him as he approached the arena.
Heimdall: throughout all of Heaven, no god is as despicable, evil, and feared as this man right here! He is The Absolute Evil! The One who lead the Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse! He is the Monster of the Gods! He is the King of Destruction!
Apophis stopped at his spot, all of the gods both sneered at the thought of him of all gods representing them, though many more feared him.
Heimdall: he is, APOPHIS!!!
Apophis smirked as he knew that everyone paid attention to him, Heimdall then cleared his through as he spoke up once again.
Heimdall: a-and now for the one representing the humans is this man right here!
Out of the large doors on the humans side opened, revealing William Wallace, donning his signature knight armor, black cape with white trim, and helmet, all with intricate details.
Heimdall: throughout history, many humans have shown bravery and proved themselves in battle! But this man here has done both to an absolute!
The entirety of Humanity cheered on the legend that has come to fight for all of them.
Heimdall: He is the Pride of Scotland! The Steel Commander! The One with the Bravest Heart!
William took off his helmet and cape, revealing himself completely and proudly standing against the gods.
Heimdall: he is, WILLIAM WALLACE!
Apophis confidently smirked as he heard William enter the arena.
Apophis' thoughts: arrogant human, thinking he can beat a god, let alone me, I'll end his useless life here and now.
Heimdall: now, in the gods corner, the Egyptian God of Destruction, Apophis, and in the humans corner, is The Steel Commander, William Wallace, Fight!
William unsheathed his sword as his eyes let off a golden smoke, the same golden smoke excreted out of his armor and surrounded his sword.
Apophis: 1st Horseman of the Apocalypse, Death.
Apophis outstretched his hand, his shadow forming into scythe with a platinum blade and a golden pole, a snake scale like pattern on the pole.
William: come and get me you so called god.
Apophis leapt high into the air before coming back down and swinging his scythe at William's right side, but it was intercepted by a thin dagger held by William's Valkyrie, Sigrdrífumál.
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Sigrdrífumál (12th Valkyrie Sister)
Sigrdrífumál: Middle Guard Defense.
William then slashed at Apophis, making him back off, though he was unharmed, he was angered that William was paired with Sigrdrífumál.
Apophis: fucking hell, of all Valkyries this human had been paired with, it was Sigrdrífumál.
Sigrdrífumál glared at Apophis as she disappeared, William then bolted at Apophis while swinging his sword at the destructive god.
Apophis dodged and blocked the attacks sent at him, but William didn't relent, he kept on swinging and slashing at Apophis with great strength and speed.
Heimdall: look at this amazing display folks! William certainly does deserve the title of Braveheart!
Apophis: dammit, FUCK OFF!
Apophis spun his scythe around rapidly and swung his scythe at William with all his strength.
Apophis: Shadowed Viper!
Apophis' scythe was enveloped by a shadowy viper, it barred its fangs at William as the scythe was swung.
William: Loch Ness Monster's Wrath!
William was enveloped by The one and only Loch Ness Monster, who roared as both it and the shadowy viper raced at each other.
William's sword and Apophis' scythe made contact, sparks flew as they both came closer, the shadowy viper disappeared as the Loch Ness Monster stayed by William's side.
William: thank you Nessy, but I got this, if I need you, I'll call upon you again.
The monster nodded as it disappeared, Apophis then began to speak to the Scottish knight.
Apophis: I've been keeping track of the human fighters, there's the vampire, the uncivilized one, the bullshiter, the pilot, the warrior, and the traitor, so who are you supposed to be?
William smirked as he pushed Apophis back and took a fighting stance and shouted out with his Scottish accent and an excited tone.
William: I'M SCOTTISH!
William rushed towards Apophis and slashed at him rapidly, sparks flew but both fighters remained unharmed.
Heimdall: this display is absolutely amazing!
William's eyes let off a golden smoke as he dodged every single attack that Apophis unleashed at him.
William hopped back as he pointed his sword his sword at Apophis, the razor sharp edge gleamed in the light.
William: Stampede of Kelpies!
William rapidly thrusted his sword at Apophis, creating after images that were enveloped by stampeding kelpies that raced towards Apophis.
Apophis weaved and bobbed through the onslaught, sustaining barely any injuries and having some hair cut.
Apophis swept his scythe across the air, cutting through the kelpies and throwing William back and throwing him off balance.
William back flipped and pushed himself off the ground with one hand, Apophis rushed at William and slashed at him.
William blocked and dodged the attacks sent at him, but Apophis didn't relent, William slashed at Apophis, sending him back.
The scythe was enveloped by a shadowy smoke.
Apophis: 2nd Horseman of the Apocalypse, Famine.
Apophis was now equipped with a spear that has a black pole, a snake scale like pattern on the pole, its blade serrated and red in color.
Sigrdrífumál manifested behind William, she had a worried expression on her face as she spoke.
Sigrdrífumál: be careful William, I am getting a bad feeling about that weapon.
William: don't worry Sigrdrífumál, I can do this.
Sigrdrífumál: okay, but be careful.
Sigrdrífumál disappeared as William stood confidently, Apophis then rushed at the Scottish knight with great speed, a sonic boom let off as he charged.
William brought his armored forearm up just in time to intercept the spear's blade, but something was off, the armor was rapidly rusting and fell right off of his arm.
William was surprised by this, and though he still had a smirk on his face, there were beads of sweat on his face.
Apophis chuckled as he aimed his spear at William, the red blade shining in the light of the sun.
Apophis: arrogant human, you thought this was a normal spear, but it wasn't, it has the power of famine, meaning every attack that lands will rot away anything that it touches.
