Gamer recovered to his knees and grasped his gore wound. He heaved in some breaths to steel his nerves. A flash of light appeared beside him, and he covered his eyes. When it subsided, Lil Min was back. She looked wide eyed and confused. Gamer exclaimed, "Minnie! You're alive!"
"I experienced death! Wow!" Lil Min's chipper self didn't falter.
"Of course she's alive," Asterion cracked his neck. "Obliteration is just a means to losing a round. Technically speaking, even you could have been obliterated in that round and still come back alive. What really matters is if it happens on the last round."
Gamer hugged Lil Min, and she returned the embrace. She noticed his wound and gasped, "I need to sit on it!"
However, the wound vanished and Gamer returned to full health. The next round was soon to start. Gamer smiled, "Your hugs are good enough, Lil Min. Let's save the fun for after we beat him. You can sit on me all day and night."
Asterion crossed his arms, "You really are a conundrum. You're a cheat and a troll, your confidence and fighting style are flippant, and you treat NPCs like real people."
"That's chaos, baby!" Gamer held his fist up, and Lil Min mimicked him.
Asterion rejected the declaration with a glare. Tenacity or not, respect or not, he wasn't going to lose to somebody so repugnant. His announcer yelled, "Final Round! Fight!"
"Hit it, Samira!" Gamer grinned.
ദ്ദി(˵ •̀ ᴗ - ˵ ) ✧ Music kicked on and permeated throughout the grand hall. Everybody heard the eurobeat remix of Everytime We Touch.
Gamer blew Asterion's mind yet again, "I mean, good choice...but how in Zeus's beard?!"
"Chaos!"
Lil Min and Asterion shunted forward at the same time. They cut at each other with the same kind of uppercut. An electrical X appeared between them; their openers cancelled each other out. Gamer rushed Asterion and leapt in for a dropkick. However, Asterion command grabbed him and used his momentum to flip him like grilled cheese. Gamer lingered long enough for Asterion to begin his ten-hit combo. Gamer remained buoyant with each beating. When Asterion prepared the tenth hit - a gnarly uppercut - Lil Min tackled Gamer. They landed safely away as Asterion's attack whiffed.
Asterion persisted, as he knew his chain of attacks lowered Gamer's HP bar to critical. However, Gamer took a new item from his inventory and popped it out. It was his entire bed. Lil Min held it upright. When Asterion's I-frame shoulder check hit Gamer, he ricocheted into the soft mattress. The bed mechanics activated, and Gamer's bruises were healed up. Asterion's eyes nearly popped out of their sockets, "WHAT?!"
"Items are on, bitch," Gamer's cocky smile returned, too. Asterion angrily railed fists and elbows into Gamer. Each debilitating attack was nullified by the bed's healing properties. Asterion played solo table tennis with Gamer as the ball. Each ouch was followed by a snarky retort, and it repeated over and over. Each time Gamer bounced on the bed, Lil Min and the bed were knocked back a bit. Asterion tried to round the bed and reach Lil Min, but Gamer purposely stuck his limbs and head out to be struck, only to meet the bed and magically recover.
"That's cheating!" Asterion's macho slipped, and he cried out in desperation. He couldn't deplete Gamer at all.
"You said yes to it!" Gamer's broken nose rejuvenated in a snap.
Asterion stopped the chain of attacks and leaned on his knees. He breathed heavily, "I...won't...forgive you..."
"I'm invincible!" Gamer taunted like a true evil genius.
"Atomic..." Asterion's voice reverberated. Gamer and Lil Min gasped as the minotaur launched straight at them, "...Clothesline!"
Asterion's arm cut the fabric of space and atomized the oxygen. Gamer ducked under the Super in time for Asterion to hit the bed. It exploded like a nuclear ground zero. The strike against the bed sent Lil Min backwards, but she somersaulted and righted herself to face the enraged minotaur. The bed shrapnel clattered against the obliteration curtain – Gamer was right to dodge.
Gamer dug both hands into his pockets and yelled, "Time for my Super! Springtime Pinball!"
Gamer unleashed about two dozen loaded construction springs all at once from his inventory. They fell in random places all willy nilly.
Asterion avoided being sprang, worried about the boundaries. That's when Lil Min yelled, "My turn! Shell Shock!"
Lil Min thrusted her arms forward, and her boxing shells fired at Asterion like rocket punches. Perfect guard wouldn't work against two attacks, so he defensively used I-frames. The two shells failed to do anything.
"Yahtzee!" Gamer laughed. He punted Lil Min's main shell. It bounced between all the springs, and built up velocity. Asterion watched in abstract horror as the shell missile headed straight for him as his I-frames ended. It hit Asterion so hard in the legs that it lofted him in the air as if he defied gravity. The shells were launchers.
The three shells met different springs. They'd shoot back where Asterion was and perpetuate the juggle. Gamer and Lil Min disregarded direct attacks and dashed in circles to reload the springs. It racked up the combo, and Samira kept track of the total hits for Gamer. It all made Asterion dizzy with how many twists and spins the shells made him do.
"Combo Super!" Gamer and Lil Min synchronized. Gamer pulled out and mounted his broom. Lil Min slid on her belly to pop into her big shell. The duo grabbed each other by the hand and they zoomed towards the ceiling. Right at the boundaries, Gamer dismounted the broom and Lil Min pulled her limbs into her shell. They plummeted towards the juggled minotaur. Gamer and Lil Min yelled out, "Shell Shock Pin Balls!"
Their Super made contact just as Asterion's legs spread open. They hit his bullocks, and Asterion's mind blanked as a megaton of pain slammed him into the ground beneath the shell. He let out an agonizing yell.
"(˶ˆᗜˆ˵) 69-Hit Combo!!" Samira splashed onto the screen.
The minotaur himself remained motionless. A mask of despair corrupted and undignified him. Gamer and Lil Min stood tall over the slain mountain of muscles.
Asterion's announcer finalized the fight, "Final Round! Complete! You lose!"