[center][h2][b]"Hercules"[/b][/h2] [i]Outside a Bank, Commerce District[/i] 
[@ReallyDumb][@SSW][@Reflection][@Crusader Lord][@Yankee][@Flood][/center]
"Well met. You are the rare example of a worthy opponent."

-The two forces clash, amidst a throng of shocked onlookers. There is no doubt, the attacks each of them have levied are poised to bring the other to an end. There is no hesitation in those motions- these are surely strikes intended to kill. 

Even Commodus makes no exceptions. Even though he had simply planned on showcasing his might to the populace, that lighthearted fun became secondary once this battle had begun. 

[color=8493ca]"Y-You...!"[/color]

The sound barrier is trivially torn as Commodus' weapon breaks through the air. It strikes through the enemy's defenses with each movement, penetrating past those minute gaps shown. A strained voice escapes the enemy's mouth- even his eyes cannot follow Commodus' assault. Not the sweeping arc of a blade, but a flash of light, woven in a maelstrom lattice. He cannot discern the attack coming for his heart.

And yet, that enemy resists. Standing tall, he tightens his grip on his own weapon. Prediction using the information obtained. Planning using cultivated experience. This is nothing extraordinary, merely the skill that enemy possesses- a simple weapon that anyone can gain through hard work. And yet-

"You've forced my hand."

Against that weapon, Commodus has no choice but to answer with his full force. 

[center][sub]Eight Lives Yo-Yo Works[/sub]
[b]Shooting the Eighty-Nine Strings[/b][/center]
And so, space breaks.

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Commodus stood victorious over his greatest enemy yet. The crowd was awestruck, cheering in raucous glee over the battle, a clash of titans that had sundered the world. And before the victor, the defeated enemy lay, collapsed.

[color=8493ca]"Th-That power, my 「Walking the Dog」 never had a chance..."[/color]

The shattered remains of the reigning Fuyuki Yo-Yo Champion's yo-yo laid in ruins at his side. Before the thoroughly-defeated eleven year old stood the man who had called himself Hercules, whose yo-yo bore a power that shattered the heavens themselves.

[center][img]https://i.imgur.com/QOU5WMw.png[/img]
[h3]"You'll have to try harder than [i]that[/i], child."[/h3][/center]