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Chapter 14 - All in, The Final Stand

As the tension in the arena mounted, the air buzzed with anticipation. Both sides stood resolute, the humans and gods facing each other in a final contest of will, skill, and destiny. The stakes had never been higher, with the humans yearning for a decisive victory to solidify their lead, while the gods, bruised and battered, were eager to claw their way back into contention.

On the human side stood:

Grigori Rasputin, the enigmatic mystic with a reputation for manipulation and dark powers.Simo Häyhä, known as the "White Death," a legendary sniper whose unmatched precision was feared and revered.Michel Nostradamus, the prophet armed with foresight and wisdom that transcended time.Sakata Kintoki, the mighty warrior from Japanese folklore, famed for his strength and valor.

Opposing them were the gods:

Odin, the All-Father, determined to reclaim his honor and lead his pantheon to victory.Loki, the trickster god, who thrived on chaos and deception.Anubis, the solemn Egyptian god of the afterlife, ready to judge the souls of mortals.Ares, the god of war, fueled by the thrill of combat and bloodshed.

The score was set: 6-4 in favor of the humans. If all four gods won, they would pull the score to 8-6, but if the humans triumphed, they would expand their lead to 10-4. It was all or nothing.

The Battles Begin

Simo Häyhä vs. Loki

The arena roared to life as Simo faced off against Loki, his keen instincts heightened by the pressure of the moment. The trickster god smirked, confidence radiating from him. "What are you going to do, little sniper? Hide in the shadows?"

Simo remained calm, his gaze steady and focused. "I don't need shadows when I have the mark of the target." With that, he lunged forward, taking advantage of his speed. Loki conjured illusions, creating multiple clones of himself to confuse Simo. But with his sharpshooting skills, Simo picked off each clone with remarkable accuracy. The audience watched in awe, impressed by Simo's poise under pressure.

Finally, as Loki charged with a trickster's flair, Simo anticipated the move, sidestepped, and fired a shot that grazed Loki's shoulder. With a wicked grin, Loki vanished in a flash of light, but not before a binding spell launched toward Simo. The mystic sniper barely evaded it, ducking just in time. They exchanged blows, each refusing to relent. After an exhilarating bout, the two fighters fell to the ground, breathing heavily.

The fight ended in a tie, both warriors exhausted and at their limits. While Simo managed to stall Loki, it did little to change the overall score.

Michel Nostradamus vs. Anubis

Next, Nostradamus stepped into the arena against Anubis. The prophet emanated an aura of confidence, his visions clear and sharp. "The sands of fate shift, Anubis. Today, I will guide them."

Anubis responded coolly, his eyes gleaming with a determined glow. "Your prophecies may guide you, but fate is mine to decide." He launched himself at Nostradamus, wielding his staff with deadly precision. Nostradamus deftly countered, foreseeing Anubis's movements and anticipating each attack.

As the two clashed, the crowd was treated to an exhilarating display of strategy and skill. Nostradamus danced through Anubis's strikes, using his knowledge of the future to evade blows and counter with calculated moves. Anubis, however, was relentless, and soon the tides began to turn.

With a swift combination of strikes, Anubis cornered Nostradamus, preparing to unleash a finishing blow. But Nostradamus, in a last-ditch effort, summoned a burst of energy and released a wave of prophetic power that disoriented the god. In that fleeting moment, he thrust his hand forward, sealing Anubis's fate and shattering his defenses.

Anubis fell to his knees, disbelief washing over him. "You… foresaw this," he gasped. With a final surge of will, Nostradamus nodded. "The truth of the cosmos guides me."

Score: 7-4 in favor of the humans.

Odin and Ares vs. The Remaining Humans

As the dust settled, Odin and Ares stepped into the ring together, their resolve unshaken. "We must make this count," Odin stated, his voice powerful. Ares nodded, a bloodthirsty grin spreading across his face. "Let's show them the true might of the gods!"

Odin charged at Grigori Rasputin while Ares engaged with Sakata Kintoki. Rasputin, his hands dancing with dark energy, utilized his mastery of manipulation to ensnare Odin in a web of shadows, but the All-Father broke free with a forceful swing of Gungnir, the spear of destiny.

Simultaneously, Kintoki clashed with Ares, exchanging brutal blows. The crowd was electric, watching as Kintoki held his ground against the god of war, delivering powerful strikes while trying to gain the upper hand.

But Odin, cornered, retaliated against Rasputin, thrusting his spear through the mystic's defenses. The force knocked Rasputin back, leaving him vulnerable. "This is the end for you!" Odin proclaimed, ready to deliver a fatal blow. But Rasputin, drawing on his inner strength, managed to summon a wave of energy that pushed Odin back just in time.

In the chaotic exchange, Nostradamus, despite being victorious moments ago, found himself gravely weakened from the battle. Ares seized the opportunity, swiftly turning his attention to Nostradamus, who stood barely able to fend off the god's attack. With a powerful strike, Ares knocked Nostradamus out of the fight, sealing his fate.

Score: 7-5 in favor of the humans.

As the battle escalated, Kintoki managed to capitalize on Ares's overconfidence. With a mighty swing of his massive weapon, he struck Ares with all his strength, sending the god crashing into the ground. The audience roared with approval as Kintoki's impressive display of power and technique overwhelmed the god of war.

Odin, sensing defeat, fought valiantly against Kintoki, but he too fell to the relentless warrior's strength. As Odin fell, Kintoki roared in triumph. But in his moment of glory, Rasputin faced a fierce confrontation with Anubis, who had regained his composure.

The Climax

The two battled fiercely, Rasputin drawing on all of his mystical knowledge while Anubis employed raw strength. Just as it seemed Anubis might overpower him, Rasputin managed to summon a wave of dark energy that engulfed Anubis.

"Your judgment is clouded, Anubis!" Rasputin cried. "Embrace your fate!" With a final surge of power, he unleashed his ultimate technique, thrusting a spear of dark magic into Anubis's chest.

As Anubis crumbled to the ground, Rasputin gasped in disbelief. He had fought a god and won, marking a pivotal moment for humanity.

Final Score: 8-6 in favor of the humans.

The Celebration

The arena erupted into celebration. The mortals cheered, embracing their victory with wild enthusiasm. Grigori Rasputin, Simo Häyhä, Michel Nostradamus, and Sakata Kintoki raised their arms in triumph, the adrenaline surging through them as the realization of their victory sank in.

The Valkyries watched in disbelief, their expressions a mixture of shock and elation. Brunhilde, usually stoic, beamed with pride. Tears glistened in her eyes as she turned to her fellow Valkyries, shouting, "We did it! We really did it!"

The crowd cheered louder, a cacophony of jubilation, as the humans embraced their hard-fought victory. Brunhilde knew the significance of this moment; they had not only claimed victory but had also shown the gods that humanity was more than just mortals. They were capable of greatness.

As the battle-scarred fighters stood side by side, a newfound bond formed between them—a testament to their shared struggle. The humans had prevailed against the gods, and they were determined to continue this journey together.

In this grand arena, the echoes of laughter and celebration blended harmoniously with the sounds of tears and triumph, marking a pivotal moment in the annals of history. Humanity had won this round, and the Valkyries vowed to honor their legacy.

"Tonight, we celebrate!" Brunhilde declared, and the arena erupted once more as the victorious humans reveled in their hard-won triumph.