The spatial arena reformed instantly, expanding wider this time as if the layer itself anticipated destruction.
Volcanic Dogshit stepped forward first.
His bronze body still radiated residual magma from the previous round, cracks along his torso glowing brighter than before. The defeat of his brother had not diminished him. If anything, it sharpened him. Heat rolled off him in visible waves, distorting the air.
Beside him, the slimmer bronze figure stretched lazily.
Purple-gold flames licked along his shoulders and down his bare chest, curling like serpents before dissipating into embers. His eyes glowed a deep violet.
"Eggplant Shit?" Natalia tilted her head. "Or do you prefer Purple Garbage?"
The slim bronze man smirked. "You'll be screaming something else soon."
Kayla stepped up beside Natalia.
