Garet>Jin:
A battle of swords.
A magnificent battle where Jin couldn't possibly lose.
His sword, flashing like lightning, forced Garet farther and farther back against the wall, Garet, bleeding cuts all over his body, desperately trying to avoid his fate.
But Garet was not through. Oh no. Jin's enemies had too many plans for him. Garet, rising from the dust, summoned his fearsome E.S. Metatron, the fusion of all the E.S. in existance, loomed over Jin.
Jin had no fear.
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"GRAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" Jin's bellow, as he charged from the arena, could be heard three rings over.
"....huh. Well, that was...I guess they don't call it delusion status for nothing." Garet shrugged, as he watched Jin lose by virtue of ring out.
Jin came to himself, five days later, lacking a shirt and pants and attempting to shove Kiwi into a hydro-electric turbine.
His only statement on his, admittedly vague, memories of the previous five days, were that they made more sense than the last days of his travels with Shion.