As the dust settled, debris of a once undamaged grocery store settled into stillness, the brown cloaked men coughed and staggered to their feet, their eyes then fixed on the epicenter of the impact, holding onto hope.
The clouds parted revealing…
Crust with his arms outstretched, holding the Beast's head, stopping it just short of impact.
"YES! LOOK ITS CRUST! HE BLOCKED IT! HE BLOCKED A T-REX's ATTACK!" the cloaked men exclaimed in awe and admiration.
"The hell!?" The dinosaur thought, bewildered beyond measure, struggled to comprehend how a mere human could withstand his devastating assault.
"He's stronger! But how!?" He pondered, his mind filled with frustration.
But no matter, Crust and his crew has disrespected the God of Meats, Femorus, by tossing the meats around earlier! he won't let that slide!
[NAME REVEAL: Dinosaur -> Femorus, named after his massive legs that can kick a football halfway across the atlantic ocean]
Femorus kicks it up a notch and forces Crust into a corner, Crust is still holding him, even at this elevated state, he still isn't in a position to fight back, all he can do is hold out!
Femorus notices this and stays on the aggressive
But a wait a minute… Where is the mysterious man!? I swear he was here a second ago? Did he run away at the sight of danger?
Lets go back to where the battle first started…
The masked man gazes at Femorus from the sidelines, not scared or frightened…
But in awe?
The dinosaurs back was filled with seasoning, which is perfect for the pasta he was about to cook up!
So thats where he was. Throughout the entire battle he was hanging on the rampaging back of Femorus. Desperately attempting to harvest the seasoning, with no avail
"Dammit! It won't come off!", Mystery man thought furiously
He unties his tie and with a swift strike of his tie-turned-sword, he wacked with a powerful force, causing Femorus to wail in agony.
"ARRRGGG!"
"Look! The dinosaur is getting weaker! Crust's attacks are working!" the cloaked men cheered, their hope renewed by the unexpected turn of events.
Crust, who was confused, was amused that victory was at least palpable. The tide of battle had shifted—unbeknownst to the man atop the T-rex, he has inadvertently altered the course of the conflict with a single strike.
Femorus, momentarily disoriented by the unexpected backshot, struggled to regain his bearings, his focus momentarily diverted from Crust.
"What was that just now!? That didn't come from this white haired human!" The Dinosaur thought in a state of a surge of pain coursing through his body
"Now! Its time for a final attack", Crust declared with a cool look on his face, as he adorned his croissant cuffs—yes croissant cuffs, a peculiar choice for a weapon I know.
With a swift motion, Crust pulled back his fist, and flung it upwards with maximal intensity.
Simultaneously, the masked man unknowingly, once again, joined the assault, slashing at the beast's hide in a frenzied attempt to shake off the seasoning!.
"GIVE ME THE DAMN SEASONING!", he exclaimed, but no one heard it over Femorus's painful roar
Their combined onslaught overwhelmed Femorus, who roared in agony as he struggled to withstand the attack.
Femorus's mighty legs shake and trembled, his arms are heavy with exertion. Victory, for the first time, was not in sight
The masked man was blasted away by the shockwave, his efforts to harvest a single piece was futile.
"DAMN YOU!"
But Femorus was not ready to concede defeat. The intoxicating allure of being the God of Meats fueled his determination.
"Charge up the loaf beacon!" Crust's supporters, the brown cloaks, shouted.
With a final surge of energy, Femorus charged once more.
Crust braced for impact
The loaf struck Crust, infusing him with titan level strength once again
The masked man cries as he was unable to slice off the back seasoning, a classic response of a baby.
It seems like a light was about to be created from the liveness of everything that was happening
But everything turned black…?
All anyone can see was the ominous red glow of Jaws of Doom, not Femorus's jaws, but something far, far bigger
Whatever happened… No one could've anticipated or reacted in time…