The clash of Rygono and Watsumoto produces a deafening shockwave that resounds throughout the planet, shaking the very ground beneath the clan's village. The thunderous sound jolts many clan members awake from their slumber. "What is that noise?" asks one voice.
"Where is our chief amidst this chaos?" asks another voice
Ralzhon hurries back to the village, pushing his way through the crowd of awakened clan people until he reaches the center of the crowd.
"Chief Ralzhon, I'm glad you're here! Do you know what's going on?!" asks one village person.
"Yes. Right now, Watsumoto and Rygono are locked in a duel."
"How could you not interfere?!" asks a village leader.
"Rygono had a curse circle on his neck. He dealt with a black mage!"
This news sends the crowd into an uproar, their murmurs filling the air with a palpable sense of fear. "I see. It's good you didn't intervene. Who knows what curse Rygono cast upon us," says one elder.
"Chief Ralzhon, what do we do now?" asks a clan member.
"We have no choice but to hope that our Supreme Chief emerges victorious from the fight."
We now enter the POV of the aftermath of Watsumoto and Rygono's colossal clash. The once lush fields and trees now lay in ruins, their branches and leaves strewn about the ground. Watsumoto's gaze flickers to Rygono, concern etched on his face as he ponders his unorthodox leap in power. "Brother has gotten a lot stronger than before. This black magic has increased his strength a lot," Watsumoto thinks to himself. "Brother, why must you resort to killing me?! Didn't you hear what father said before he died?! He wanted you and I to rule this clan together!"
"Nonsense! He always favored you. He always treated you better, put you on a pedestal, and left me behind. But now, that ends… here and now!" Rygono charges toward Watsumoto, his sword surrounded with Mystic JōKai, ready to strike. "Mystic Sword Way Of The Scorpion: Killing Lunge!" Rygono leaves the ground, and the wind rushes past his ears as he charges ahead, his sword primed in a stabbing position.
"He's gotten a lot quicker than before!" Watsumoto digs his feet into the soil, gripping his staff tight in a defensive stance. "Mystic Staff Way Of The Monkey King: Sturdy Block!"
Watsumoto and Rygono enter a prolonged clash, leaving a trail of destruction in its wake, with trees uprooted and boulders shattering. The longer the clash lasts, the more vulnerable Watsumoto's defense becomes. "I don't know how much longer I can hold this up…" Watsumoto plants his feet deeper into the earth, feeling the rough soil beneath his toes, and with a sudden burst of strength, he thrusts Rygono away from him. His staff twirls at a dizzying pace, unleashing a powerful force that shakes the surrounding area. "Mystic Staff Way Of The Monkey King: Aero Force Slap!" Rygono is flung through the air and crashes through trees as the force of Watsumoto's attack propels him backward.
"You think that's enough to stop me?!" In the blink of an eye, Rygono materializes in front of Watsumoto and launches a barrage of sword strikes at him. He then leaps into the air and imbues his sword with Mystic JōKai, a small green scorpion construct also summoned on his sword. Mystic Sword Way Of The Scorpion Inner Beast Technique: Lethal Evisceration!" As the green scorpion construct grows in size, its claws twirl at an incredible speed, causing the trees in the forest to tremble and topple over as it descends toward Watsumoto.
Watsumoto plants his staff firmly into the soft earth, his eyes closed in deep concentration. As he dwells in his meditative state, a powerful green monkey spirit manifests from within him, its arms outstretched upward to counter Rygono's attack. Mystic Staff Way Of The Monkey King Inner Beast Technique: Royal Uppercut!" The monkey spirit and Watsumoto leap in unison, poised to fend off Rygono's impending strike. The force of their collision generates a massive shockwave, powerful enough to demolish a mountain, and it causes the planet to tremble. Because of the clash, Rygono and Watsumoto are propelled far apart. Watsumoto stands on his two feet to regain his balance, his eye still blinking from the pain. "Where is he?" Watsumoto thinks to himself.
"Right here!" Watsumoto's eyes widen in surprise as Rygono's sword impales him, sending a sharp pain through his body.
The bloodied blade is still impaled in Watsumoto's body as he turns to face his enraged brother Rygono. Watsumoto's features contort into a sorrowful expression. "Brother… W-why…"
"The rightful ruler must rule with an iron hand. You're far too soft even to stop a rebellion. Now that I have killed you, I shall rule this clan the right way!" Watsumoto's body hits the ground with a sickening thud as Rygono removes his blade from Watsumoto's chest. Rygono sheathes his blade the heads toward the clan area. "Goodbye… Brother…."
"Is this… how it ends," Watsumoto thinks to himself. As Watsumoto's breathing grows weaker, his vision blurs and fades until everything turns white, his death near. "I just hope… that my people will be able to stand against brother," Without warning, a mighty hand grasps Watsumoto, reviving him from his near-death state. Watsumoto stands and swivels his head around, scanning his surroundings, trying to figure out where he is. The area encircling Watsumoto is blanketed in a brilliant white. "Am I… In the afterlife?"
"Don't fear my son, it's me…" says the voice of Shozono.
"F-father, I thought you were dead."
Shozono takes a few steps forward, closing the distance between himself and Watsumoto. "It seems your brother Rygono has lost sight of the true value of a clan."
"What do you mean, Father?"
"The Clan isn't just the Chief. It's the people with him that help him. A Great Chief doesn't make a great clan by himself; rather, He and the people make a great clan. Even if Rygono is stronger, our clan will not accept him."
"Even if they don't accept him, I'm not even strong enough to take him on."
Shozono takes off the golden necklace and places it in Watsumoto's hand, the intricate details of the large golden circle charm catching the light. "This is a gift passed down from Supreme Chiefs. This is earned during a trial all Supreme Chiefs undergo to test their will to ensure they're ready to lead the clan. This is your trial, and you have exceeded even me during the test, so bear the gift. You are ready!"
"Y-you don't mean…"
"Yes, I give you the "Chalice of the Chosen."
"F-father…. Thank you."
Watsumoto's hand trembles as he wipes away a tear and watches Shozono fade away. "Now, my son… I leave the rest to you…"
We now enter the POV in a field where Rygono Ralzhon and the other guards battled while Wastsumoto was incapacitated. Ralzhon and the guard were no match for Rygono, whose strength has grown even stronger. "Now that all of you have been defeated, bow before your new chief!"
Despite his maimed condition, Ralzhon stands tall, his unwavering gaze a testament to his strength. "I will not live under a tyrant. I'd rather die by the blade of a tyrant than live like a coward under him."
"As you wish!" Rygono lunges at Ralzhon with his sword, but before he can make contact, Watsumoto materializes and wrenches the weapon out of his grasp.
A look of concern crosses Rygono's face as he furrows his brow. "What?" Rygono lifts his eyes and meets Watsumoto's determined gaze. "I killed you. How are yo-." Rygono's attention is drawn to the sparkling golden necklace around Watsumoto's neck. "The Chalice of The Chosen! Impossible!"
"Ralzhon, you all go on ahead back to the village. I'll deal with him."
"Understood, Chief…" Ralzhon and his guards retreat from the battle.
"Deal with me.. don't think because you've gotten t-". Before Rygono can react, Watsumoto delivers a devastating blow to his gut that sends him hurtling through the trees and rocks. Rygono lies on the ground, stunned by the incredible power of Watsumoto's jump. What's going on here?! How did he get so strong?!
Watsumoto's towering figure looms above Rygono, his eyes burning with intensity. "I will end your treachery against our clan…Rygono."