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Lightbringer vs The Protagonist
(I will make a fitting match with Deimos and Sanford for Susie and Ralsei aswell. maybe. idk.)- Kris is in their Chapter 1 key
- Hank is in his MAG Hank key
- Speed is equalized
- Battle takes place in the dark fountain room.
Hank massively upscales from 0.29 tons
Kris has a 3.8x advantage
Hank: 0
Kris: 0
Kris put their hand out, their soul resonating with brilliant light as it begins to float toward the dark fountain... Their journey was finally over.
In an instant, a figure jumped down, slapping their soul back into them, sending them flying backwards onto the ground. Kris slowly stood up, looking up at the figure who attacked.
"I was told you would be here. Can't let you do that." The figure stood, bandages covering their chest and the top of their head. Blood leaked from the uneven bandaging as it's featureless face glared at Kris.
"I'd tell you to scram and leave this fountain or whatever it is, but frankly I hope you don't." Hank said, staring down at kris on the ground
Hank went silent for a moment, likely thinking about what he said. Kris was still getting up from the ground, confused. Kris tried explaining to the figure the dangers of leaving the fountain, and that the proph-
Hank cut them off, "I don't give a damn about any prophecy. If the world ends, that isn't my problem. I was contracted to keep you and your friend there from sealing it, not to listen to some stupid story your goat told you about." he proclaimed, looking past Kris toward the entrance to the room, whatever he saw it made him decide to quickly look back down at Kris.
Kris finally got back to their feet, taking a step back, pausing for a moment before whipping out their wooden blade in front of them, pointing it toward Hank.
"What makes you think you have a chance against me...?" Hank almost giggled under his breath, before pulling out two throwing knives.
In an instant, a figure jumped down, slapping their soul back into them, sending them flying backwards onto the ground. Kris slowly stood up, looking up at the figure who attacked.
"I was told you would be here. Can't let you do that." The figure stood, bandages covering their chest and the top of their head. Blood leaked from the uneven bandaging as it's featureless face glared at Kris.
"I'd tell you to scram and leave this fountain or whatever it is, but frankly I hope you don't." Hank said, staring down at kris on the ground
Hank went silent for a moment, likely thinking about what he said. Kris was still getting up from the ground, confused. Kris tried explaining to the figure the dangers of leaving the fountain, and that the proph-
Hank cut them off, "I don't give a damn about any prophecy. If the world ends, that isn't my problem. I was contracted to keep you and your friend there from sealing it, not to listen to some stupid story your goat told you about." he proclaimed, looking past Kris toward the entrance to the room, whatever he saw it made him decide to quickly look back down at Kris.
Kris finally got back to their feet, taking a step back, pausing for a moment before whipping out their wooden blade in front of them, pointing it toward Hank.
"What makes you think you have a chance against me...?" Hank almost giggled under his breath, before pulling out two throwing knives.
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