Record of Ragnarok: Ouroboros

Chapter 16: The Empire Strikes Back

"THE WINNER OF THE SECOND RAGNAROK IS SEEETT!! Finally, in the second round of Ragnarok II. The gods have snatched their first victory from humanity! Leading the score to a tie!" Heimdall announced. Instead of the sorrow that humanity should've expressed after the loss of their representative, they loudly roared by the determination of Simón Bolívar as there was still hope for them to gain another victory. The liberator's sacrifice will not be in vain.

"They sure are loud...Heh, I guess that's how that guy does it. Everyone always cheered for their heroes...and so was I. If I haven't said it enough...Thank you." Set stared at the human audience before turning around to his exit, smiling from the cheers of humanity.

As he entered the exit, his movement got rough, his vision began to be blurred from his fatal injuries so he had to use the wall as a support. "I think I can't make it to the infirmary in time..."

Set slowly began to slip and was about to fall on the ground before someone caught him with their arms. "Oh...hello there, Neph. You look extra mighty fine today..." Set muttered as he looked up to see who was holding him, and leaned closer to them.

"Welcome back, Set...!" Nephthys said, sobbing with tears of joy. She embraced her husband with her arms, and their sons stood behind them.

"We'll bring you to the medics, just don't die before we get there, okay?" Nephthys said, giggling while carrying Set on her back.

"Hehe, I'll try." Set laughed before lying his head on Nephthys as the family walked to the infirmary.

Meanwhile, on the VIP Booth for the Supreme God of the Chinese Pantheon, Yu Huang, wiped away his tears from Simón's death before standing up, giving the attention of Huitzilopochtli, who was sitting nearby.

"Hey! Where the hell do you think you are going?! We need to discuss who we are going to send out next in the third round!" Huitzilopochtli asked loudly to get Yu Huang's attention.

"Well, Lord Huitzilopochtli. If you'll excuse us, we'll be leaving, we need some time alone." Yu Huang answered, quietly leaving his booth, making the Aztec God more irritated.

"What the hell do you mean 'alone time'?! Are you mocking me for not being chosen to fight, and yet you still wanted some time alone as if you were not even fighting?!" Huitzilopochtli shouted, his scream was so loud that even the gods below him could hear it from a mile away.

"We are looking forward to the rounds even more so than you expected. So we would like to retire sooner rather than later. See you later, Lord Huitzilopochtli!" Yu Huang said before walking away, leaving Huitzilopochtli angry.

"Hehe, same old Yu Huang." Zeus giggled, leaving everyone in his booth in silence for a while before Athena decided to speak up.

"Lord Zeus, if you do not mind, I would like to go next for the third round. I will secure another victory for us." Athena asked, bowing to Zeus in an attempt to convince him.

"Give it a rest, sissy~ We all know that I should be going next. After all, someone like Set has nothing on me~" Dionysus spoke in a teasing voice while balancing himself on a chair, legs lying on the table.

"I apologize, but you clearly are not in a condition to fight right now. Look at yourself, you can barely balance yourself because of how drunk you are." Athena said, pointing at Dionysus' chair before using her spear to balance it before Dionysus fell on his head by himself.

"Ladies, calm down, it's very clear that I'm going next. Don't object to it, you two!" A cloaked figure said, sitting on the balustrade of Zeus' VIP Booth, without their presence being noticed by the five gods watching there until now.