*Sparks is using Automobile Cecile's vehicle to drive all the bodies of her previously defeated opponents to the edge of The Grid. She sits on top of the roof with Darka keeping a safe distance behind her to avoid any further radiation damage. They reach the edge and Sparks jumps off the car, but can't bring hself to set it to drive off the edge.*
Come on Sparks, this is why you signed up, they're all bad guys. Servants of dictators and robots, they need to go.
*But she can't quite bring herself to do it, if she did, she'd be responsible for the genocide of one entire galaxy, and that would be on the Star Corps.*

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*Sparks is using Automobile Cecile's vehicle to drive all the bodies of her previously defeated opponents to the edge of The Grid. She sits on top of the roof with Darka keeping a safe distance behind her to avoid any further radiation damage. They reach the edge and Sparks jumps off the car, but can't bring hself to set it to drive off the edge.*
Come on Sparks, this is why you signed up, they're all bad guys. Servants of dictators and robots, they need to go.
*But she can't quite bring herself to do it, if she did, she'd be responsible for the genocide of one entire galaxy, and that would be on the Star Corps.*

"Hey!" Two voices speaking as one calls out to the warrior from Sentai. Havoc stands before them, arms folded and clothes tattered after taking all those blows from Greylian. "If you're not going to do it then I can help!" They don't waste any time, raising an arm and charging a ki blast.

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*Sparks is using Automobile Cecile's vehicle to drive all the bodies of her previously defeated opponents to the edge of The Grid. She sits on top of the roof with Darka keeping a safe distance behind her to avoid any further radiation damage. They reach the edge and Sparks jumps off the car, but can't bring hself to set it to drive off the edge.*
Come on Sparks, this is why you signed up, they're all bad guys. Servants of dictators and robots, they need to go.
*But she can't quite bring herself to do it, if she did, she'd be responsible for the genocide of one entire galaxy, and that would be on the Star Corps.*

"Hey!" Two voices speaking as one calls out to the warrior from Sentai. Havoc stands before them, arms folded and clothes tattered after taking all those blows from Greylian. "If you're not going to do it then I can help!" They don't waste any time, raising an arm and charging a ki blast.

Ugh. I don't have time for some nobody from a nowhere galaxy. Darka, deal with them.
*Darka bursts into action, moving quickly for Havoc and striking them with a knee to the chin.*

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"Hey!" Two voices speaking as one calls out to the warrior from Sentai. Havoc stands before them, arms folded and clothes tattered after taking all those blows from Greylian. "If you're not going to do it then I can help!" They don't waste any time, raising an arm and charging a ki blast.

Ugh. I don't have time for some nobody from a nowhere galaxy. Darka, deal with them.
*Darka bursts into action, moving quickly for Havoc and striking them with a knee to the chin.*

Havoc has been drained of a lot of their stamina from their brief clash earlier and doesn't have the time to react to another opponent of this caliber. They take the blow to their chin and stagger backwards but something feels odd to them.
"Huh? That all you got?" They say with a cocky smirk.

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Ugh. I don't have time for some nobody from a nowhere galaxy. Darka, deal with them.
*Darka bursts into action, moving quickly for Havoc and striking them with a knee to the chin.*

Havoc has been drained of a lot of their stamina from their brief clash earlier and doesn't have the time to react to another opponent of this caliber. They take the blow to their chin and stagger backwards but something feels odd to them.
"Huh? That all you got?" They say with a cocky smirk.

Are they mad? Dispose of them Darka.
*Sparks waves their hand and the robot obeys, leaping from side to side before repeatedly stiking Havoc's head from the left and the right, swinging with the full force of their body and flowing with radiation every moment.*

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Havoc has been drained of a lot of their stamina from their brief clash earlier and doesn't have the time to react to another opponent of this caliber. They take the blow to their chin and stagger backwards but something feels odd to them.
"Huh? That all you got?" They say with a cocky smirk.

Are they mad? Dispose of them Darka.
*Sparks waves their hand and the robot obeys, leaping from side to side before repeatedly stiking Havoc's head from the left and the right, swinging with the full force of their body and flowing with radiation every moment.*

Havoc takes every blow, but each time Darka lands a hit it takes more effort to move the fusion. After taking a good number of punches Havoc has enough and grabs both of the clockwork synthetic's fists. Their aura swells and begins biting at the floor, creating an orb around the two warriors of the very same destructive radiation Sir Darka emitted, Havoc has been absorbing it.
"I have no idea what this kind of radiation this is, but I'm taking it!" Havoc grins as they pull Darka in for a knee to the gut.

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Are they mad? Dispose of them Darka.
*Sparks waves their hand and the robot obeys, leaping from side to side before repeatedly stiking Havoc's head from the left and the right, swinging with the full force of their body and flowing with radiation every moment.*

Havoc takes every blow, but each time Darka lands a hit it takes more effort to move the fusion. After taking a good number of punches Havoc has enough and grabs both of the clockwork synthetic's fists. Their aura swells and begins biting at the floor, creating an orb around the two warriors of the very same destructive radiation Sir Darka emitted, Havoc has been absorbing it.
"I have no idea what this kind of radiation this is, but I'm taking it!" Havoc grins as they pull Darka in for a knee to the gut.

*Darka's shell cracks and shatters, revealing his nuclear core and burning away the very arena floor and creating a constantly expanding sphere of radiation.*
WHAT HAVE YOU DONE! YOU IDIOT!
*The arena itself begins to melt.*

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Havoc takes every blow, but each time Darka lands a hit it takes more effort to move the fusion. After taking a good number of punches Havoc has enough and grabs both of the clockwork synthetic's fists. Their aura swells and begins biting at the floor, creating an orb around the two warriors of the very same destructive radiation Sir Darka emitted, Havoc has been absorbing it.
"I have no idea what this kind of radiation this is, but I'm taking it!" Havoc grins as they pull Darka in for a knee to the gut.

*Darka's shell cracks and shatters, revealing his nuclear core and burning away the very arena floor and creating a constantly expanding sphere of radiation.*
WHAT HAVE YOU DONE! YOU IDIOT!
*The arena itself begins to melt.*

"You don't know me!" Havoc says, pushing their fist into Darka and pulling out their core and all that expanding energy begins to shrink, converging on a single point: Havoc. It takes a few seconds, but the tile is soon radiation-free. Havoc takes a sigh of relief and flexes their arm. "I'm half a radioactive bioweapon. This stuff's food."

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*Darka's shell cracks and shatters, revealing his nuclear core and burning away the very arena floor and creating a constantly expanding sphere of radiation.*
WHAT HAVE YOU DONE! YOU IDIOT!
*The arena itself begins to melt.*

"You don't know me!" Havoc says, pushing their fist into Darka and pulling out their core and all that expanding energy begins to shrink, converging on a single point: Havoc. It takes a few seconds, but the tile is soon radiation-free. Havoc takes a sigh of relief and flexes their arm. "I'm half a radioactive bioweapon. This stuff's food."

*Darka collapses, leaving a stunned and very worried Sparks.*
How did you... he was the greatest Gharador had?

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"You don't know me!" Havoc says, pushing their fist into Darka and pulling out their core and all that expanding energy begins to shrink, converging on a single point: Havoc. It takes a few seconds, but the tile is soon radiation-free. Havoc takes a sigh of relief and flexes their arm. "I'm half a radioactive bioweapon. This stuff's food."

*Darka collapses, leaving a stunned and very worried Sparks.*
How did you... he was the greatest Gharador had?

"This is a little gift from Cosmic!" They say, raising their hand for the same ki attack from earlier but instead sending out a gigantic wave of force and energy, rapidly approaching Sparks, Darka's body and the car containing the fighters from Big Mom and Skretch.

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*Darka collapses, leaving a stunned and very worried Sparks.*
How did you... he was the greatest Gharador had?

"This is a little gift from Cosmic!" They say, raising their hand for the same ki attack from earlier but instead sending out a gigantic wave of force and energy, rapidly approaching Sparks, Darka's body and the car containing the fighters from Big Mom and Skretch.

GYAAAAAAAAAAA!
*Sparks, Darka, Cecile, Papa, Moe and Skretch are all blown from the arena and over the side.*

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"This is a little gift from Cosmic!" They say, raising their hand for the same ki attack from earlier but instead sending out a gigantic wave of force and energy, rapidly approaching Sparks, Darka's body and the car containing the fighters from Big Mom and Skretch.

GYAAAAAAAAAAA!
*Sparks, Darka, Cecile, Papa, Moe and Skretch are all blown from the arena and over the side.*

"One, two... that's six! I think that makes me the top scorer on the field!" They raise a fist into the air. "Let that be a warning to those who look down on Cosmic, Greylian is next!"

*Stargazer pops out of no-where, flying above Havoc*
Stargazer: WOW! INCREDIBLE! A GALAXY OF LOSERS WITH MOMMY ISSUES ARE THE FIRST TO GO DOWN! *He claps as he laughs like a little child while spinning in the air*
Now... *A massive hologram appears above the entire arena, giving view of stargazer's face to every fighter and spectator in the tournament, He prepares his hand for a snap as he grins, looking around at all the spectators* Are you all ready for a little cleansing?
*Neara furrows her eyebrows as she schemes with her general*

Stargazer: No comments? Tough crowd.. WELL HERE WE GO! *He raises his hand and snaps his fingers, not a moment after the defeaning sound of the snap does the galaxy of Big Mom wither into dust, the fallen fighters sitting in the spectator seats turn to dust and float away in the wind. The galaxy really has been deleted, no trace of it is left except memories, all its souls sent to the afterlife.*
Shinji: *He glares at where once the big mom galaxy sat, where its Eidolon sat, his eyes filled with terror* This... this really has been just a distant nightmare in all our minds, hasn't it.. seeing it actually happen is... *Shinji gulps in fear* Unfathomable that such a thing would happen from the whim of two childish and powerful deities. We cannot afford to lose.