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"Well then folks!" Thoth began to announce. "Both Da Vinci and Yaya have unveiled their ultimate weapons— their battle has entered its final stage! There's no telling what happens now!"
"I have the strangest hunch that one of them might die." Crowley chipped in sarcastically.
"Of course someone is going to die!" Thoth replied, trying not to speak into his mic.
"Oh really? You think?" Crowley snickered. "Anyway, let's get back to the bloodshed."
Meanwhile, on the now wrecked arena floor, the two fighters stared each other down. Yaya held the pitch-black Heart Of Darkness with both hands as if preparing to hit a baseball, while Leonardo stood, paintbrush in hand, bracing for impact. After a few seconds, Leonardo began to speak.
"So anyway did you hear abou-SILENCIO!" The inventor yelled as he charged at Yaya, who was unable to react in time and was brutally cut, but the bristles of the brush did something strange. Rather than piercing him conventionally, they instead cut a series of incisions in key blood vessels along his chest with surgical precision; but, before they could finish the motion, Yaya mercilessly swung the Heart of Darkness, which caused Leonardo to skid against the arena floor, with the scientist having to use his brush to finally stop.
"Oh no. I failed agai-SPACCA TERRA!" Leonardo then leaped forward far higher and further than should have been possible, allowing him to sneak around Yaya's side and slice one of the brush's bristles deep into the God's leg, although it came to an abrupt stop early on.
"You disgusting worm." Yaya muttered as he kicked Leonardo against the floor. He grabbed the scientist's leg, and smashed the Heart of Darkness into it.
To say the attack destroyed Da Vinci's leg was an understatement. The bones fractured in hundreds of places and shards jutted out from the skin. A practical river of blood oozed from the stump, and all the while, Leo was crying out and screaming in pain.
As he watched this grizzly display from the stands, Michelangelo began to cry. The thought of Leonardo Da Vinci, the man he respected so much, being erased from existence was too much to bear. Micheal couldn't, no, wouldn't, sit idly by. He had to help, but just how would he be able to make up for a lost leg? The sculptor sat in thought for a few seconds, before having an epiphany. He reached for his hammer, grabbed it, and threw it into the arena, wherein it landed right by Leonardo, who was lying on the floor while his opponent loomed over him.
"A mortal weapon? What is that meant to do?" Yaya scoffed as he looked down at the new addition to the arena.
"Hehehe." Leonardo laughed as he grabbed the hammer. "It must be pretty lonely at the top if you don't even know what a gift is." And, as the scientist talked, the esochelectro's cables tied themselves around the hammer, turning it from a sculptor's tool into a makeshift prosthetic and allowing the scientist to stand. "Now then." he grinned, caressing his brush. "EN GARDE MOTHERFUCKER!"
And with that, another close range clash began; with Yaya repeatedly attempting to smash Leonardo's head in, but always being blocked by the countless razorlike bristles. The sound of the two weapons meeting rang through the arena like a grim bell, each clang a further reminder of the unavoidable fact one of these men would not leave alive.
"JUST DIE ALREADY!" Crowley yelled out from the stands.
"I never thought I'd see the day two humans fought a chief god to a standstill." Idunn thought to herself.
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