Season 13, Week 5
Vinsfeld Rhadamanthus
(Wild Arms 2) 		 
Three warriors have already dared incur the wrath of the terrifying leader of Odessa, and three corpses now lie in Vinsfeld's wake. The scourge of Filgaia has turned the division oft reserved for joke fighters on its head, with his -pure ideals- and quick swordplay. Now, one last challenge remains for Vinsfeld Rhadamanthus, and it takes the shape of a duck. Though his foe may appear to be one of the afforementioned joke fighters, the cunning leader knows better. It will be a bitter struggle, but with his legendary durability, Vinsfeld should be able to survive his opponent's vicious halberd strikes, and emerge victorious in his bid to hijack a title.

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 All hail the mighty wrath of Sergeant Joe's legendary beaked squad! After swiftly defeating swordsmen, blind songstresses and voodoo dolls in an impressive run, the duck with an axe finally made it into the finals! His foe, the idealistic terrorist Vinsfeld Radamanthus, may have massive amounts of HP and an "Instant" Death of sorts, but Rhett has his mighty halberd and strength which will surely cook Vinsfeld's goose to a crisp in a short amount of time. Rhett is eager for this match and to prove his worth to Sergeant Joe by bringing the Light Championship belt to the table. After all, his commander managed to take a champion title. Why can't he?

The Axeman
[Rhett] was bored. Very, very bored. He really wanted to fight his opponent, but Vinsfeld decided to use the time alloted to characters to make an entry-line before the fight to talk endlessly about his "Pure Ideals." [Rhett] just wanted to fight.

Finally, Vinsfeld had shut up, and the bell rang. Vinsfeld got into his attack position.

[Rhett] hit him in the face with his axe really hard.

MORAL OF THE STORY: Having Pure Ideals is one way to get ahead in life, but it's hard to argue with an axe to the face.

Vinsfeld Rhadamanthus: 18
Rhett: 28

Mithel
Rhett proves that giant, anthropomorphic ducks are our lords and masters. Bow before their resplendent, feathery magnificence.

Xeroma
Vinsfield laughed as he strode into the arena.

"A mere duck, my final foe? Alas, he shall fall to pure ideals, just as the other fools before me!", With that, Vinsfield incurred his wrath upon Rhett.

..... And watched as Rhett laughed.

"Didn't you know? I should be in middle!"

With that line, Vinny suddenly got scared, screamed like a little girl, and ran at speeds that would make Alena proud. Rhett won without even attacking.

Jo ou Ranbu
I REFUSE to let Vinsfeld rake a victory over a duck wielding a halberd.