Templar is a seven-foot-tall superhero who is heavily armored, holding a two-meter-long double-edged sword.
He is a very honorable and respectful man.
He heard about Realist, who he is, what he did, and how he is fighting against the whole country all by himself.
He also knows about his ideas, and he finds them amusing.
Templar bowed down to Realist and said," It's my honor to fight you."
Realist unsheaths his second sword.
Every other superhero backs off....
Templar swings at him,
Realist gets aside....Templar's sword strikes the ground, destroying the floor. Realist steps on it. The sword is so sharp that it cuts through his shoe, but still, Realist jumps and swings a sword, targeting his neck.
The sword bounces back from his armor...
Templar punches him in the chest, which breaks his ribs and punctures his lungs.
Realist falls to the surface but stands up immediately and regenerates his ribs.
"Your armor is as solid as a rock," Realist says.
"Muchly appreciated," Templar replies.
Templar takes a swing,
Realist blocked it with both of his swords, but he swung with so much force that all three of the swords got embedded inside Realist's body.
The floor underneath Realist's feet is red as it can get.
When the realist tries to take a step, he slips because of the blood, and he falls on his butt. Templar turns around to generate enough force in his swing and hits Realist on the helmet, where his right eye is, which breaks the helmet and sends Realist sliding to the floor like a hockey puck.
Realist's right eye is visible through the helmet; his eye is bleeding, "F*ck, I slipped."
"I am so sorry, I didn't see you slipping," The templar said.
"It's nothing, I slipped, it is part of the game," Realist replies.
"Okay, sir, to make it fair, I will remove my helmet too." Templar removes his helmet, revealing his face. His face is filled with stitches; he doesn't have a single clean point.
"The f*ck you mean, it's not a f*cking dual from f"cking mythology or f"cking honored novels or whatever the f*ck,"....." So please stop saying f*cking nonsense."
"We are here to kill each other in cold blood; none of us will remember each other for as long as he is alive."
Templar looked at him and said," I will remember you."
Templar sees Realist as a highly honored man.
Realist does not say a word and draws his swords.
Templar drew his sword too.
"aaaaaaaHhhhhhh" Realist attacks with his left sword
Templar blocks the attack with his left hand and raises his sword to swing.
Realist let go of his sword, the one Templar holding, and sneaks between his legs and grabs him from behind and picks the 7 feet tall, 400 pounds man heavily armored with 200 metal armor slams him on the ground.
Templar is a big guy, so he got hurt. As soon as he regains his self-consciousness, Realist again picks him up from the ground and slams him to the ground.
This move shocks everyone.
Templar rages and grabs Realist's hand, splitting it from Realist's body.
Realist cuts his hand off by himself and backs off to get away from his reach.
The Realist doesn't respond to the pain, and he regenerates it in seconds.
Templar gets up and smiles. He realizes that he was not wrong about Realist.
Templar's Sword is lying next to Realist, away from Templar. Realist walks up to it, picks it up with one hand, and throws it to him.
Templar bows down to him and picks up the sword. Templar swung at him diagonally, slashing him from the shoulder, but as the sword reached his chest, it collided with something hard.
It is the Realist's Sword.
Basically, Realist allows it to get hit. When Templar tries to pull the sword back, it is stuck inside the Realist.
Realist steps forward and slashes Templar's throat.
Templar falls to his knees.
"Thank you, I am honored," Templar said.
"I will always remember you," Realist replies.
Templar smiles.
Stoneman crushes his head with his hands.
Stoneman can transform his body into stone. He can also make his hands larger, like two or three times.
Realist was happy fighting Templar even though he was in a war, but still meeting a person like Templar made him regret his choice; however, after seeing his skull smashed into pieces just because he lost to someone. He loses his cool completely and goes fully berserk.
Realist starts swinging at Stoneman, all the swings bounce back from his body, but it doesn't make a small dent in his body.
Stoneman laughs and smashes him with two huge stone punches.
Realist gets dizzy.
He walks in the opposite direction, because he is lost. He is stunned by the impact.
Stoneman hit him again and sent him flying. That hit wakes him up. He regains himself. Just as he looks, Fan is running at him at full speed. Fan is a superhero who has fans in his hands.
Realist gets up like Shawn Michaels and slashes the fan's head.
"What the f*ck, who the f*ck writes like that?" Realist said.
"Gets up like Shawn Michael, what the f*ck that means, just Google that move or stunt or whatever or just look it up in Chat, GPT lazy a##hole."
A man tries to hit him with a pillow, but Realist dodges his hit by just moving backward.
"What the f*ck is this? Who the f*ck are you, and what the f*ck are you doing here?" Realist is so confused.
"I am Gayman, and I will have your back," Gayman says.
"Yo, what the f*ck? Look, man, I'm all for that sh*t, but we are f*cking each other a$$es down here, so maybe we could talk later."
"I wanna join too," Gayman says.
"Whaaaaaaaaaaaattt, that's not what I mean," Realist replies.
Stoneman completely crushes Gayman's body with one hit.
"woooooooooooohhhhhhh," Realist said
Stoneman again tries to smash him. This time, Realist backflips, dodges his punch, and cuts his head off his body.
He activated the second form of Reality in mid-air.
"Now, I will f*ck your a$$es."