George and Rudy continued their relentless battle, each wielding incredible power beyond mortal comprehension. Stars twinkled as distant witnesses to this cosmic clash, and galaxies watched in silent awe.
Their confrontation had reached a fever pitch, with energy beams, shockwaves, and titanic blows shaking the very fabric of the universe. It was a duel of gods, and their power echoed through the cosmos.
George's once-human form was now transformed, his skin imbued with a faint, otherworldly glow from the vials he had consumed. He moved with a speed and grace that defied the laws of physics, his every strike a cataclysmic event. But Rudy, with his newfound knowledge from the blue moon fruit, had transcended his limitations. His movements were precise, his counters flawless.
