Jet Black walks into the control room. Several yet identical humanoid figures seem to be working there.

Run status reports.
No visuals of either your son nor Alastor yet. But although dormant, high tracings of Black Film power have been detected.


Jet seems to do almost a double take at this news.

Black Film!? I thought we destroyed that no-good hunk of junk.

Black paces the floor around him.

If Alastor's found a way to harness it's true power, then even with the Seven Oscars I may not be able to defeat him. Even worse... Joe could be in imminent danger.

Black turns to the figures.

You all set course for whatever coordinates you can find on the Film. We'll deal with this head on.

Jet Black walks away, with the door in front of him automatically sliding open, then closing after his exit.

---

Mech-tenant is knocked back by an attack from Chronom, though he still stands tall.

Darn it...!

As he prepares an attack from afar, he then hears footsteps from behind him before catching a glimpse of something above him... it's A. Rock.

Sorry, pal!
What the-- HEY!

Landing down, A. Rock with a new burst of speed sprints towards Chronom, who eagerly waits.

OH HOH HOH! A NEW CHALLENGE!? VERY WELL, STRANGE ONES! DO DARE TO SHOW WHAT YOUR COMPANION COULD NOT!

Chronom swings at A. Rock, who slides under him, smoothly transitioning into a backwards leg sweep which Chronom jumps out of the way from, also leaping back to avoid the Buster Barrage Rock puts out.

(A little more...)

A. Rock pulls out Ice Shards, throwing them at Chronom, who...

SSSSSTOPWATCH! SEAL!

Chronom extends his arms towards the attacks, with a purplewave of energy surrounding them as chronom curls the projectiles into a ball of energy, throwing it at A. Rock, who sidesteps it...

HMPH!!

...Then notices Chronom gesturing something with his hand, figuring out just in time to dodge the same energy attack, which this time comes at him from behind!

Come on, Joe! Show me a fun time!
Gh... Mach-Mach Speed!

Activating a double-stacked Mach Speed, Joe appears only in the form of short blurs, firing frequent flurries of fists and kicks and Alastor from different directions, who dodges them without much difficulty.

Too slow, Viewtiful.

Without looking, Alastor swats at the area behind him, catching Joe mid-ambush, who...

Speaking of... Suh-low!

Joe uses Slow-Mo, dodging under the powerful swat, and punching Alastor right in the face!

Heh! I'm still in this!
...

Alastor after wiping his mouth, takes a look at the glove he used to do so. The smallest smear of blood can be seen.

...Huh. Not gonna lie...
...I thought that would would hurt more.
(Sh-shit! He got stronger again! At this rate I'll never beat him!)
You want hurt, Alastor? is that what this-- all of this-- is about!? (I'll have to give this next one everything I've got!)

Viewtiful Joe charges at Alastor, activating Mach Speed, Slow-Mo, and Zoom at the same time.

I've got your hurt--
Right--
*BAM!*

with his son sitting on his left shoulder, Bowser gets up past his throne, his arms still folded.

Bold words for the group of pipsqueaks so outnumbered. Boom Boom. Pom Pom. Elites. I want all four of these intruders turned into paste. Do that, and I may consider promoting you. Don't worry about the castle-- THAT can always be pieced together.

Boom Boom begins cracking his knuckles, sliding his left foot along the floor bull-style

Oh yeah!
Boom Boom. wait! We need a plan--

Boom Boom charges at the four head-first. Pom Pom facepalms, then leaps above Boom Boom, throwing out several kunai and shuriken.

Goomp! Guy!
Yessir!
Yessir!

Private Goomp quickly uses Minion Summon, creating a horde of Sub-Goombas around the three, which Sergeant Guy uses as targets for his Reverse Transformation, turning all Sub-Goombas into clones of him, which each pull out their own Banzai Bill Cannons! From above, Corporal Paraplonk also beings lobbing several Winged Spiny Shells directly at the four heroes!

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Minion Summon (Neutral)- Sister ability and non-robot equivalent of Mecha Summon. The user summons henchmen to help them, the latter usually being based off of the user themself and/or their surrounding. When used by Private Goomp, eight Sub-Goombas are summoned at once.
Reverse Transformation (Neutral)- Using his own power, Sergeant Guy transforms nearby Mechas or Minions into clones of himself, the only notable difference between them being clones are ever so slightly weaker.
Banzai Bill Cannon (Weapons/Missile)- A giant cannon which shoots out Banzai Bills after one turn. Usually unequippable, with the one exception of which being by Sergeant Guy.
Winged Spiny Shell (Swift/Missile)- Corporal Paraplonk tosses a blue, spiked-shell with wings directly towards a target of his choosing, with the Shell Auto-Locking above the target's location, before crashing down on it after a fixed period of time.

Auto-Locked - Targets are homed-onto from a distance until an attack has been fired.

As Viewtiful Joe tumbles onto the ground under him, Alastor, who has moved quickly enough to meet Joe from behind, zaps him with several volts of dark lightning, then slash at him with a Fatal Gloom, forcing Joe to Wall Bounce into three Midnight Stings, stunning him for long enough to catch a powerful Ultra Violet Kick!

Ough!

Joe falls towards the ground, but something catches him flat on his back... Alastor's hand.

C'mon, Joe... you're making this too easy for me!
Ugh... bite me.
Hey. You asked for it.

Alastor puts Joe in a reverse fireman's carry, leaping up.... then down, withthe momentum Alastor gains doing doing overwhelming damage to Joe's backside!

I'm not goin' down without a fight, Alastor! Viewtiful Joe yields to no one!

Joe throws his Voomerang at Alastor, along with three more which are dodged, but is then stopped by Alastor, who grabs him by the neck in midair.

Big mistake.
*hack*... How... c-can you be so sure?
...
...Heh. On second thought, where's the rush? I may as well take my time and enjoy this.

Alastor headbutts Joe before striking him with lightning, then sends him plummeting towards the ground beneath them with a double stomp.

Urgh... Dammit... Slow!

Joe quickly uses Slow-Mo to slow his descent towards the ground, then follows up with a Zoomed Mach Speed, leaping up in the air to give Alastor a Groovy Uppercut, which Alastor floats aside from, backhanding him face-first into the ground beneath them!

Pom Pom with a large fan swipes away the dust from the explosion. Peach, Toadsworth, and Blue Toad, are, confusingly, still trapped. Bowser, and almost everyone else looks towards them... catching the four red-handed.

Hey!
Mario... and Green Stache!... and, uh... Sydney, along with... er... I'll get back to you on that one.
You came! Which means....!
Yeah, yeah, they didn't fall for it. Don't get your hopes up, toots.
...Wait. But-- the cage... how are we still inside?
Because this isn't some ratty-old elementary cage, old fart. This is Hadium-made.
That's hardly fair at all!
Oh, excuuuse me, the bad guy, for using underhanded techniques! Anyway....

Bowser pulls out a remote-like device, with a few buttons.

Good thing for us is that we were prepared in case Kamek somehow botched the job. So unfortunately for your ratty behinds, neither she or her three friends are going anywhere. Not until I tap a certain button on this thing.
Of course, this wasn't disclosed earlier because until now I had no sort of obligation to clarify that.
...But now that you mention it... It's better for me this way. If I get to see the faces of despair on by bitter enemies. I think... I need that.
Are you gonna take 'em to the hoof, dad!?

Bowser snarls.

Don't be ridiculous, son. Royalty doesn't fight. I mean. We've already won a long time ago for reasons that will probably be explained a couple of pages from now. Kicking ass is just the extra bonus...
...But nah. I think I'm in need of some... motivation first.

Bowser snugly rests his arms on the sides of his throne.

Boom Boom. Pom Pom. You two have made it painfully obvious that you can't be trusted to work alone. That in mind...

The three figures from before step forward.

Intruders of Bowser's Keep! You have violated our great Demon King's lair, and so you shall pay dearly with...
Their lives? Their dignity? What're we workin' with?
Just-- just get this over with so we can prove how tough we are!
*ahem* Prepare for the wrath of...

...The Elite Trio!

Dead air fills the room.

...Okay, can you guys chill with that? You're actually so lame it hurts.

(Heh. Taking Viewtiful Joe out once and for will be even easier than I thought! And when his dad comes to earth, I'll force him to give me the Seven Oscars in his possession in exchange for the fool's life!)
(Credit to where it's due, That slacker caught me off-guard a couple off times. His technique is incredible... but it's not mastered. And I doubt he'll hold a candle to me while I'm using all my power like this.)
Still... I can't believe I fell for that dirty trick. When I find him... I'll be sure to give him a piece of my mind.

---

Joe, standing on top of his Six Machine, catches a glimpse of Alastor quickly approaching.

Joe! This is how the fairy tale ends!... I thank you, but mostly I thank myself!
......
You weren't prepared for this?
...To be taken down by a dude with a tail? No, not really.

Alastor steadies his blade...

...Hmph! You just bought yourself a little extra pain! My friend! Rrgh!

Alastor begins to close in rapidly, charging at Viewtiful Joe through the sky with his sword!

Give my regards to paradise!
(Here we go!}

Joe backflips off of his Six Machine, pulling out one Voomerang, and then...!

So the plan was for me to fit this and the last post into a singular comment. Unforunately, I ran out of space. So instead, you'll have to enjoy this separately.

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After a few more turns Goomba, suddenly reaches the final hall. In front of him is

Wow... there it is. Where my future'll finally be decided. Whether I'll be able to finally time find with my family...
...Or maybe it's where I get laughed at by his highness and sent to the the underground labor-networking slave chamber.

The Goomba begins to turn his head around...

...Maybe this was a crappy idea...

...but stops himself short.

No. I can't chicken out now! It's been two long since I've felt the embrace of my own family! I won't ever give up on them! And I won't take no for an answer, either!

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GAH HAH HAH HAH HAH HAH HAH HAH HAH! GAHAHAHAH! AHAHAHAHAH!
OOOOOOOOOOHHHHHHHH! THAT IS RICH! DID-- DID YOU HEAR WHAT HE JUST SAID? HE WANTS PAID TIME OFF!? GAH HAH HAH HAH HAH HAH HAH HAH HAH HAH HAH! WHAT, DO I LOOK LIKE *cough* LIKE SOME KIND OF, OF MANAGER!? GAH HAH HAH HAH HAH! HE REALLY-- HE REALLY THINKS HE CAN-- TCHEH! HEHAH! GAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH! WHAT A UTTER MORON! GAH HAH HAH HAH HAH!
Ah. And they say modern humor has regressed. But seriously, no, you're going to the underground labor-networking slave chambers. Kamek!
Your little wizard guy left, remember?
Wait! Sire! I beg of you to reconsider--

Kamek teleports back into the room.

Mission "doneso", my lord.
Excellent. Could you do me a solid and send Mr. Abandon my Pledge of Loyalty to the slave chambers? Place 'em next to the Kongs and see how long he lasts while they're hungry.
Right away.
Nononononono---

The Goomba is teleported away.

What a cruel fate to inflict on your own companions!
You'd use one of those three as meatshields! You don't get the moral high-ground here!

Taken aback by Bowser's response. Peach looks back to Blue and Yellow Toad. Yellow Toad turns around, whistling off-key in an aloof fashion. Blue Toad tries his hardest to force down a grimace. Toadsworth is the only person that gives an actual response.

Your majesty. With all do respect... I do not believe our opinions on the matter would do anything to aid this situation for the better.

Peach lowers her head down in shame.

Judging by the hilarious look of shock planted on your face, you're probably wondering what kind of weird voodoo magic super divine aura I'm using right now to augment myself.
But the truth is, Dou Ki has no true form. The way it manifests is entirely based on the user's psyche, as well as additional elements.
Agh... Ow...
I'm just channeling it to suit my own style. I'm not a slave to my inner rage, Joe. It follows my rules.

Joe gasps for air. As Alastor begins to proceed fighting, he leaps over the Six Machine, instinctively dodging it... only to misread it's true intentions, as Joe with one arm grabs onto it, using it to get a safe distance away from Alastor.

---

Joe, hanging on to the edge of his Six Machine with one arm, still seems slightly rattled by last events.

(Okay. Focus. Calm down. Deep breaths. Get it together.)

Joe inhales, then exhales.

(Just one hit was enough for him to gain an overwhelming advantage against me. Had it not been for Six Machine, I could be facing the big man upstairs right about now. He'll catch up at any second now, so I'll need to figure out my options fast:)
(Hitting him with Kung Fu until he falls down won't work anymore. I also can't block any his attacks reliably, he's so fast I'll never be able to touch him.)

Joe sighs.

(I can't risk using Inner Peace to my advantage. It's imperfect, so the slightest slip-up means I'm a goner.)
...That leaves one option left. I haven't tried it before... but it's worth a shot.

He actually tried stabbing me, too. I think he's just a big fan of impalement.
WELL, YOU WANNA KNOW WHAT DOES GET ON A SWORD'S GOOD SIDE!? BEING USED PROPERLY! YOU HANDLED ME LIKE I WAS SOME SORT OF BATTLEAXE!

Joe attempts to batter Alastor with his giant laser gun, but Alastor catches him with a Midnight Sting to the eyes, momentarily blinding him.

AAUUUAAHH!

Alastor immediately gets up, elbowing him in his stomach, kneeing him in the face, and then throwing more thunder-based attacks at him before summoning two swords in his hands.

You see what I said about you being soft?
*kaff*... I call BS. Wario literally went through a self-struggle on whether murder was justifiable or not. Wanda was overwhelmed with grief along with feelings of failure and helplessness.
Yes, way to explain their failed character arcs. You know, if you have to explain them, they're objectively boring.
I know. That's why nobody will remember you or this fight 200 pages from now.
Maybe... but I will. And in the end... isn't that worth more than anything else?

Alastor swipes at Joe in an attempt to behead him, but Joe jumps back, with Alastor following close behind with what would be lethal slashes on contact.

(One. Two... One. Two... Three.)

Joe tries to punch Alastor, who no-sells the attack, taking it straight on the forehead.

Heh.
(That energy!! I can't see it, and it feels... a bit... different... but if it's what I think it is...)

Joe goes for a low sweep, which Alastor backs away from, attempting to counter with a roundhouse kick, but by the time it whiffs Joe has already moved away, doing several handstands to open distance.

(I think this is the most painful opening my eyes has ever been.) Holy--!
(Yup... That's Dou Ki, all right. But Alastor's...)

---

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...Here it is, Joe. My 100% that you wanted so badly.
(I know channeling your Dou increases your strength through rage and fighting spirit through no upper limit, and can even numb you to pain itself. I have to play it--)

In half the blink of an eye, Joe finds Alastor's arm buried in his gut!

I coulda told you not to underestimate me, Alastor. You shouldn't have put me in that kind of position.

Viewtiful Joe signals for his Six Machine, which flies back down. He turs his back from Alastor, walking away... until...

Hehehahaheh... you really have no idea... Joe...
That you've been holding back to see how much fun you could get from this?... Yeah. I know.
No. Can't you see? I've been holding back from the get go--
--....Huh?
You started this, Alastor. You started it, and I'm ending it.

Slowly, Six Machine begins to morph, rising above Joe and turning into a very large laser gun, which drops into his hands.

You'll learn the hard way that I don't do fights like these the same way as you. Someone threatens my past? My friends? My family?... I play for keeps.

Joe turns around, pointing it directly at Alastor.

The only reason our buddy Dante didn't eviscerate you is because I wanted prove to myself that I could take care of my own issues.
Stoic. And what makes you think that I won't come back like any other time you've "killed" me?
...
Even if you do hit me, and I'm gone. It won't end there, will it? It never does.
That's also assuming you even have the guts to nail me with a Desperado. Which, obviously, you don't... Hanging with that porkbellied prick has turned you soft.
...

With this, you lose, rival!
(Come on, gotta empty my mind... memorize his patterns...)

Joe Parries a few of the slashes, dodges the rest of the round, and then [Parries]{defend} even more.

What the?

Alastor spins around and tries to strike Joe again, but this time, his weapon is grabbed.

Gotcha.

Joe, still grabbing hold of the other end, turns around and yanks Alastor into the air, slamming him onto the ground in front of them. He repeats this multiple times until Alastor breaks free, snapping himself out mid-air.

Alright, you got out of that one. Let's see how you handle--
*fzzzzz....*
Huh?

Alastor turns behind himself, looking upwards to see the entire air around him covered with Shocking Pink explosives.

(He littered the area above me with bombs? When!?)

Alastor quickly attempts to cover himself, enduring a huge explosion, sending him down onto the ground.

Rgh... that hurt like hell. When I find that bastard, I'm gonna--
RED!
--HOT!
Huh!?

Alastor tries to get away, hopping of the ground, but instead...

--KIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIICK!

Joe slams his foot into Alastor spine with an incredible Red Hot Kick, creating a flaming storm around him from the powerful impact.

But our plan was foolproof!
It's proof you're a fool, yes.
DesertMan... he's alive, but... but why would you spare him?
(An answer that I myself don't even know. This seems against what he would do at all odds. So why...?)
I'm turning Mic on, Omega.
Speak as you please, I care not what. And for the record, let it be known that I did not do this for you.

You want to know why we didn't rip your little friend to shreds when we had the chance? It's because neither of you are worth the experience points wasting your grimy little plans would put forward..
If this is the best other Navis have to offer? My Navigator here may as well just be given the status of UnderKing. You're wastes of time and space at worst, and completely inconsequential at best.
...
I want you to spread word to everyone you know. If you hate my associate here and want him gone forever, up your game before challenging us. Grind, datafarm, do whatever it takes for you to give us something worthy to face. That also goes to anyone watching this in case this somehow goes viral. Somehow.
...But whatever you do. Simply put. Don't. Waste. Our. Time. Is that clear?
...Crystal.
I'm glad. (Man, I sounded really mean back there... almost like Omega. But whatever puts less people headfirst into danger.)
(Mercy for the sake of a promising challenge... surely that mentality will backfire upon them one day.

Joe, with an unbelievable amount of force, catches Alastor from behind with an extremely powerful elbow to the side of Alastor's face, sending him tumbling down onto the ground in a daze.

Eat that. Next time I bet you'll--
--Think twice before messing around by threatening innocent lives.
!?

Alastor, who is no longer stunned by the attack, gets up on his two feet, right after laughing at Joe, who is back in his regular state.

You used up too much VFX power. Typical for someone as reckless as you.
YOU'RE ONE TO TALK, DUDE! And besides, this is only temporary!
So what you're saying is that I could kill you before you could transform.
You can try, but I don't think it'll be so easy.
We'll see about that.

Alastor charges towards Joe with his sword, who dodges a heavy swing, redirecting the momentum of it upwards, and then hitting Alastor with an open-palm uppercut to the chin, before following up with a kick to his calf, then his chest!

What in the--!?
Hwaaaaaaaawwwwhhh!~
...Alright. Changing up styles, eh? Two can play at that game.

Alastor's sword suddenly glows purple, turning into a long, electrical whip-like weapon.

...Hwah?

Alastor swings his weapon at Joe back and forth, who has increased difficulty keeping up with the attacks, which begin to graze him more and more.

What's wrong? Can't keep up?
(Rgh! I can't keep up with this thing! Need to remember Master Oogway's teachings...)

---

---

(Dammit, I forgot to pack heat on me! There has to be something else I can work with...)

---

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(Worth a shot.)
With this, you lose, rival!

The whip begins to close in on Joe, the distance between them shortening to centimeters when--

You can't defeat us! Hit me with your best shot, and I'll just regenerate after a fixed period of time!

Two Antlions appear on the panels below Omega and BeastMan. BeastMan immediately jumps to another panel, while Omega stands still, leaving his Omega Scan to absorb any possible damage.

Curses... My Leaf-based attacks should be doing extra damage... but instead, they are so minimal in power they seem to have the opposite effect!
To withstand my attacks then regenerate from them almost effortlessly... there must be some sort of trickery here at play.
Hang on... opposite effect...
Whatever rubbish is located in your current state of mind had better be useful.
Not rubbish, mind you. Just that if Leaf and Aqua attacks barely do anything... then perhaps Flame and Electric attacks should have the opposite effect.
Hnh... and flames melt sand, thus turning them into glass.
Bingo. I'll send something your way.

A second voice speaks through the sand-like NetNavi, as it's mic is turned on.

You two are better off giving up against the likes of DesertMan. You might be stronger... but thanks to his glow-up, I doubt you'll survive the war of attrition.
Hahaheheheh...
You doubt my power!?

Omega teleports to the square in front of DesertMan... punching him, which seems to create a ripple effect, causing DesertMan to collapse into a heap of sand... but then come back.

Thank you, sir. May I have another?
(Has this fool lost his mind!?)

Omega makes no move, his fist staying where it was... but then he suddenly opens up his thumb, index and middle finger together, mimicking a gun.

What the heck is he doing? Some sorta Undernet gang sign?
...
...
...
You have wasted enough of my time with your underhanded stratagems. Very soon, you will learn to regret challenging me...
...Bang.

Omega shoots a Volcano directly at the off-guard DesertMan, which forces him to begin to melt!

HUUUUUH!?!??
(Crap.)

The burning sensation continues to melt away at DesertMan, who suddenly goes into a glass-like state... leaving him wide open for an Omega Beam!

Enemy Defeated!

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Antlion (Earth/Poison, Terrain)- DesertMan.EXE summons vortexes which appear on panels, and will damage any targets which stand on them.
Volcano (Flame)- The user fires a stream of lava forward.

(Hah. You can leave it to us.)

without hesitation, Orochi Chris fires off a Sun-Shooting Flame... which is easily caught from Gill's right side.

Interesting... these flames are quite different than any other I've encountered. Infused with the power of "Orochi"...
Wh-whuh!?
Step aside, I've got this little punk!

O. Yashiro dashes at him from the opposite side, but is halted by a Cyrokinesis blast, freezing him in place. O. Shermie uses this chance to jump on top and then off of the frozen Yashiro, diving at Gill from below, attacking with an easily blocked Dance of the Diagonal Day!

!?
A meager attempt.

Shermie bounces off of Gill, who begins to aim an attack at her... but is knocked back by a Wind of Night.

Have you forgotten where your attention should lie?

Goenitz tries to kick Gill, who Parries, grabbing Goenitz and then attempting to slam him onto the ground, but Goenitz teleports away with an Icy River at the last minute, reapperinging behind Gill in an attempt to blindside him with Holy Riot's Slashes, which Gill Parries effortlessly. But before Gill can counterattack, Yashiro hits Gill from behind with a lariat!...which doesn't budge Gill.

What the--!?
How peculiar. You share similarities with Urien...
...Like him, your antics are unamising.

Gill calmly shoves Yashiro aside with a palm to his chest, knocking him into a wall!

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Sun-Shooting Flame (Flame/Shadow)- Chris gestures with his joined hands to create a row of three bursts of violet fire in front of him, all of which advance in a forward direction until making contact with a target, stunning anything it his.
Cyrokinesis (Freeze)- Gill with his left arm shoots a round, powerful ball of ice, Freezing any target it comes in contact with.
Dance of the Diagonal Day (Electric/Shadow)- Shermie divekicks at the opponent, radiating a powerful electric aura.

...

With the snap of a finger, Goenitz sends the Starforce away. He and the red-and-blue man on the other side of the room both begin to approach each other.

I am aware of you. You are Gill, of the Secret Society. Poster boy of the Messiah complex.
I let my actions speak for myself, rather than my words, priest. Though I am indeed privy to the folly of your foolish actions. You blindly worship a useless being that is obsolete in the ways of man.
Although... It would do you well to respect the Will of Gaia Incarnate. For your sins are something you will learn to regret in his presence.
Sin?... My being is incapable of such. My presence acts as the beacon of love, harmony, and justice that cleanses it, and yet you refuse change for the better over pointless scheming. You will soon learn...

Gill raises his two arms slowly, with one large Fireball and Iceball on each side forming.

...Benevolence has its limits.
Hoooh. A good wind blows, indeed. Very well. Come then... and we will decide who will be the true savior of this world when the time comes.

Orochi Chris looks around to find who's talking, but spots no one.

...Yeeaaaah, I'm pretty sure I remember it hurting like hell. Especially the part where I grew a whole foot taller.

From behind, Joe prepares an attack at Alastor... who in anticipation, beats him to the punch, slicing him in half!... or at least, the afterimage of Joe.

!!!

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Iori, still in his Riot of the Blood state, is bondaged. On standby keeping him in place are Chris, Yashiro, and Shermie.

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGHHHHHH!
Aw, poor little Yagami... Can't take the heat? That's what happens when you're a weakling.
It won't be for long, anyway. Soon, the ritual will be complete-- and Orochi will finally return to life yet again.
I'm just glad I'm not the vessel this time. Turning into Orochi is a little painful.

Goenitz reappears in a gust of wind, behind the other Three Heavenly Kings.

I have put that miserable hound back in his place, where he belongs. I trust Yagami has been no trouble.
WHOOAAA....RAANGAMGAGAAAHHH!!
Hmph... Now, the remaining piece to the puzzle...

Goenitz pulls out... ..the Orochi Starforce!?

Vice and Mature are going to be maaaad~ about Rugal.
They can take it up with our deity.

Goenitz extends his arm, as the Orochi Starforce makes its way towards the berserk Iori... before suddenly freezing to an Icebal!

What!?
Hmph. Summoning that fake "god" of yours...?...
...I don't think so.