As the battle raged on, the remaining two teams had been fighting fiercely for hours, each trying to outlast the other. Only Eastern Empire and Blumund Kingdom were left, and with less than an hour on the clock, it was clear that this was going to be the final showdown. The Eastern Empire still had four fighters remaining, while Blumund only had two. The odds seemed stacked in favor of the Eastern Empire, but their opponents were not going to give up easily.
Reactions from the Fighters
The fighters from both teams were feeling the weight of the battle. Exhausted but with adrenaline pumping through their veins, they focused on the task at hand. If Blumund didn't eliminate Eastern Empire's remaining fighters quickly, they would lose when the clock ran out. They had to move fast, even as their bodies screamed in pain.
Blumund Fighter 1 (breathing heavily): "We need to focus on their weakest! If we don't, it's over!"
Blumund Fighter 2 (gritting his teeth): "We'll take them down, no matter what. Don't let their numbers fool you!"
Eastern Empire Fighter 1 (looking at his remaining teammates): "We hold them off until the end. We can't let them take us out first!"
Eastern Empire Fighter 2 (nodding grimly): "Stick to the plan. We outnumber them. Use your strength!"
The Fierce One-on-One Fights
Blumund knew that their only chance was to divide and conquer. The two remaining fighters from Blumund split up and took on Eastern Empire's fighters, knowing that if they failed to take out at least one, they would fall short when the time ran out.
Blumund Fighter 1 engaged Eastern Empire Fighter 1, a towering warrior skilled in swordsmanship. The two clashed in a flurry of metal, sparks flying as swords collided with each strike.
Blumund Fighter 1 (smirking as he parried a strike): "You're slow. The clock is ticking, and I'm not letting you survive this!"
Eastern Empire Fighter 1 (grunting as he pushed forward): "We have more numbers! Don't get cocky!"
The fight was intense, but Blumund Fighter 1 finally made a fatal opening in Eastern Empire Fighter 1's defense, slicing through his side with a clean blow. Eastern Empire Fighter 1 staggered, falling to his knees, his life bar plummeting dangerously low.
Announcement: "Eastern Empire Fighter 1 eliminated!"
Meanwhile, Blumund Fighter 2 was locked in a fierce fight with Eastern Empire Fighter 2, an agile and fast opponent. The two exchanged blows at lightning speed, each trying to land a critical hit.
Eastern Empire Fighter 2 (dodging a punch and countering): "You're not fast enough!"
Blumund Fighter 2 (grinning as he ducked under a blow): "You think I can't keep up? You're wrong!"
Blumund Fighter 2 managed to surprise Eastern Empire Fighter 2 with a quick feint, throwing him off balance and landing a crushing blow to his ribs.
Eastern Empire Fighter 2 (gasping in pain): "No... this can't be..."
Eastern Empire Fighter 2
collapsed to the ground, eliminated.
Announcement: "Eastern Empire Fighter 2 eliminated!"
At this point, Blumund had eliminated two of the Eastern Empire's fighters, while Eastern Empire still had two of their fighters remaining. The remaining fighters from both sides knew that time was rapidly running out, and if they didn't finish this battle, they would lose regardless of how many they had left.
The Final Moments: Strategic Moves and Desperation
With only 30 minutes left on the clock, both teams knew that the battle was entering its final phase. Eastern Empire, despite having more fighters, was now fighting with desperation. Blumund, now down to just two fighters, knew they had to be strategic if they were to win.
Eastern Empire Fighter 3 (sweating, seeing his teammates fall): "We have to finish them now!"
Blumund Fighter 1 (smiling grimly): "Keep them occupied. We'll eliminate them one by one."
The Eastern Empire fighters tried to keep their distance, attempting to use their superior numbers to wear down Blumund's remaining two fighters. But Blumund, with their tactical precision, was keeping their ground. The two Blumund fighters continued to outmaneuver their opponents, waiting for the perfect opportunity.
Blumund Fighter 2 (nodding to his partner): "On my signal. Let's finish this!"
In a moment of synchronization, Blumund Fighter 2 created a diversion, drawing one of the Eastern Empire fighters to the edge of the arena. As the fighter lunged forward to strike, Blumund Fighter 1 attacked from behind, catching him off guard and dealing a brutal blow that sent him flying out of the arena.
Announcement: "Eastern Empire Fighter 3 eliminated!"
With only one fighter left on Eastern Empire's side, they knew their chances were slim. Their remaining fighter was strong, but outnumbered, and the time was rapidly ticking down.
Eastern Empire Fighter 4 (glaring at his opponents, breathing heavily): "I will not lose. I'll fight until the end!"
Blumund Fighter 1 (nodding): "We'll see about that."
The Final Blow
The clock was ticking down. Eastern Empire Fighter 4 and Blumund Fighter 1 exchanged a flurry of blows, but as Blumund Fighter 1 delivered a powerful uppercut, Eastern Empire Fighter 4 staggered back, his life bar blinking dangerously low.
Eastern Empire Fighter 4 (gritting his teeth): "I... I won't lose! Not like this!"
But Blumund Fighter 1 was faster and more precise, landing a final, crushing blow that knocked Eastern Empire Fighter 4 off the edge of the arena, the final sound of his life bar depleting echoing in the arena.
Announcement: "Eastern Empire Fighter 4 eliminated!"
With that, Blumund emerged victorious, the last team standing.
The Public Reaction
The arena erupted with shock and disbelief. The Eastern Empire had been favorites to win, and now they were out. Blumund had come from behind and claimed the unexpected victory. The public watching on screens across the nations couldn't believe what they had just witnessed.
Blumund Citizens (ecstatic, cheering wildly): "We won! We did it!"
Eastern Empire Citizens (in stunned silence, murmuring in disbelief): "How could this happen? We lost... We thought we had it in the bag..."
VIP and Demon Lord Reactions
The VIPs and Demon Lords were equally stunned. Some were visibly shocked, while others were impressed by Blumund's cunning and strategy.
Beerus (raising an eyebrow, amused): "Well, that was a surprise. I didn't think they had it in them. They fought like gods, but it was their strategy that made the difference."
Guy Crimson (grinning, intrigued): "That was a great show. The Eastern Empire had the numbers, but Blumund outsmarted them. That was brilliant."
Milim (laughing joyously): "Hahaha! I thought for sure Eastern Empire would win. But Blumund really showed them who's boss!"
Carrion (smirking, nodding in approval): "Well done. I didn't expect them to win, but their tactics were flawless."
Conclusion: Blumund's Triumph
Against all odds, Blumund stood tall as the unexpected champions of the battle royal. Their victory was a testament to the power of strategy, teamwork, and coordination. The Eastern Empire, despite their superior numbers and strength, had been outplayed in the final moments.
The public and VIPs alike were stunned by the outcome, but it was clear that Blumund had earned their victory. The fighters, though battered and bruised, celebrated with joy, knowing that their cunning had led them to the top.
Blumund Captain (looking to his teammates, smiling): "We did it. We made history."
Blumund Fighter 2 (raising his fist): "This victory is ours! No one can take it from us!"
The world would remember Blumund's victory for years to come, a team that had proven that with the right combination of strength, intelligence, and strategy, anything was possible.