Rome stripped off his jacket, the tension in the air almost tangible.
Rome: "Let's do it."
Vamos: "Come at me, you scum!"
[Fight Sequence]
Vamos leaned in closer, eyes locked on Rome like a predator sizing up its prey. The mighty Rome launched a thunderous uppercut, but it completely missed. Antes, Vamos pivoted, driving a left hook straight into Rome's jaw, followed by a brutal right straight punch to his temple.
Rome: "Augh! Aughhh!!"
Rome staggered back, coughing violently. In the chaotic flurry, he tried a palm strike to Vamos' nose, forcing him back, then attempted a vicious question-mark kick. But Vamos anticipated, twisting his body, barely dodging as the air of Rome's kick snapped viciously near him.
Rome's vision blurred, lungs gasping for air, fists throbbing with pain. His body felt like it might reject him entirely, dizziness clouding his mind, a crushing headache building.
But Rome forced himself to rise.
Rome (thinking): "I'm the strongest… I never lost a single fight."
He lunged forward, but Vamos was ready. Stepping back and immediately closing the distance, Vamos launched a lightning-fast right straight punch.
Rome's instincts kicked in. The Demonic Hands—his perfected martial art—came alive. He parried the strike and countered with a sweeping, brutal demon hook.
Narration – Demon Hook:
A wide, horizontal hook, rotating with every ounce of power, designed to strike the head or ribs with enough force to knock down a fully fresh opponent.
But Vamos wasn't just fast—he was a ghost in motion. Using his Phantom Side Step, he slipped the hook effortlessly, pivoting at the same instant to set up a counter.
Without warning, Vamos struck with a silent, lightning-quick uppercut. Rome didn't see it coming. His jaw shattered under the strike. Pain exploded through his skull, vision collapsing into blackness, mind going blank.
Rome crumpled to the ground, finally defeated.