A Railgun In Fairy Tail, Diablo Saga 7: Part 2

Touma Kamijou V.S. Slotta Machina. The Real Villain is Fulguras!?

"Cha CHIN!" Slotta grinned as he entered the battle field, his cartoonish robotic face lighting up as the slots on his chest spun crazily.  

Opposite him, Touma Kamijou was walking in, cracking his knuckles, a determined look on his face. 

"So.." said Touma. "You're a Numensapien huh? What are your aspects of magic?"

"Cha-CHIN!" Slotta chuckled, with a slot-like noise. "I'm the Numensapien of Gambling and Consequence!"

"Sounds like the story of anybody with an addiction to gambling." said Touma. 

"Heheh! I guess you don't try that kind of stuff.. with the famously abysmal luck you have." said Slotta. "The price of such a sad useless power in that Right Hand no? Cha-CHIN!"

"It's all in my head actually." said Touma. "If I were really so unlucky, I wouldn't have a wife and kids now would I?

"True.. Cha-Chin! Count your blessings!" said Slotta. "Well.. shall we?"

Back in the stands, Mikoto began to shiver with immense nerves. Touma hadn't fought anything or anybody in years.. to be thrust back into a battle like this.. she felt near to tears just watching him risk himself at anything nowadays.. 

"NOW!!.." said Slotta. "I'LL START SHALL I!!? NUMBER WHEEL SLAM!!!"

A giant ball number wheel, like the ones people saw in Casinos, filled with colorful shapes and spinning like a buzzsaw, burst out an explosion of Rainbow Color, and blasted down towards Touma.

Touma didn't flinch, and instead punched a fist straight through the attack, shattering it to pieces in an instant.

"As expected.." Slotta said grinning. "BUT HERE COMES THE REAL KICKER!! HYYYAAAAAHHH!!"

Slotta jumped down behind Touma and raised a robotic fist. "TAKE THIS!!!"

"WHAAAAAMMM!!" The punch exploded into Touma's side, sending him blasting into the side of the arena. 

"I knew it!! That right hand is all you've got!" exclaimed Slotta. "Cha-Chin!! You possess no speed, no enhanced durability!! So in order to beat you.. all I need to do.. is not depend on my supernatural powers.. I just use my regular physical body to fight! That is it! Eheheh! Cha-Chin!"

"hmm.. quite a reliable strategy.." Diablo muttered. "After all.. Touma Kamijou has only ever managed to defeat foes that rely heavily on supernatural powers.. Accelerator, who couldn't even lift a barbell without his power.. Vento of the Front.. who bares no phsyical power without her Wind Magic.. Rogue, whose durability relied on magical enhancement like other Dragon Slayers.. Against somebody whose body is physically beyond him, or possesses weapons of the non-supernatural property, he is a mere weak human.."

"A defeat in one blow?" Muttered Horus as he stepped forward, prepared to announce the winner. "Ugh.. I feel sorry for Fulguras.. her husband is probably dead.."

"WHAAAAAMMMMMMM!!!" Suddenly Touma exploded from the rubble, his jacket now around his shoulders like a cape as he hurled a punch straight into Slotta's face.

"CH-CHA CHIN!!!?" Slotta cried out as he was smashed into the earth.. a dent in his metal face.

Touma stood up.. holding up a fist that was covered in bukoushou Haki armor.. "Really? That barely tickled.."

"WH-WHAT!?" stammered Slotta as he stared at Touma. "H-HAKI!? HE CAN USE HAKI!?"

"I didn't train under the Silver King for nothing." growled Touma.