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Auron (Final Fantasy X) |
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At long last, Spira's legendary guardian has arrived at the doorstep of a Heavy championship. Auron has little to fear against the cursed puppet Wugui, having no use for any Games of Death. Without the fear of a quick, instaneous exit, Auron's first priority on his First Strike will be to halve his opponent's damage with Power Break. Wugui's already-pitiful physical will then be reduced to dealing mere scratches in his armor - scratches that also provoke a counter with every hit. With his own attacks becoming more powerful with every hit he takes, there's no way Auron can fail to cut down Wugui - not with a championship at stake. |
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No more games. Although Wugui has played more than any other competitor on his way to the top, the time of fun is over. His final opponent becomes immune to his favorite maneuver, the Game of Death, with a conveniently equipped Bracer. This means that this match will be something quite alien to Wugui - a true fight between men with no cheap tricks. Although Auron does have his powerful breaks as well as an intimidating physical, Wugui is no slouch himself - he's already outslugged one death-immune opponent this season, and that one had healing. This will prove one of the most epic clashes ever to grace the final round of Heavy. |
superaielman Wugui struck a pose, and the crowd went silent. They had seen what happened to Jowy and Geddoe the last two times he had used his trademark Game of Death attack. The crane attack fell in place, and Wugui strutted around the arena. "Having fun, Auron?" Auron stood tall in the clearing dust, eyeing Wugui with disdain. "Foolish demon. Your games will get nowhere with me. Let me show you what happens to demons in my world!" Auron reached for his ever present jug, held it in the air, and pointed the Masamune at the demon with his sword arm. With speed that surprised everyone in the arena, Auron threw his jug at Wugui, soaking the former bartender in booze. "Idiot. No magic tricks will work on me!" Auron didn't respond to this. He drew Masamune straight up and threw it straight at Wugui's metallic belt buckle. The sparks from the block quickly caught, and Wugui was encased in flame. "Who said anything about magic, demon?" With a final blow of Masamune to put Wugui out of his misery, Auron secured the win in typical stylish fashion. Auron: 33 |
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