Don't let the innocent face fool you. To have even gotten past the first round Tim has more than proven himself worthy of standing in the arena. He now represents kid fighters all across the DL-verse against Tony, whose main passion in this tournament seems to come from beating up little kids. Tony's mech helps him a lot, but it's not, say, a postal service truck. It's a fairly poor jalopy that can't work in rain, snow, sleet and shine. Fortunately for Tim, his elemental magic can reproduce any number of these environmental catastrophes, as well as summon Guardians for massive damage. With all of this, Tony will be no more than a scrapheap on the side of the road to Tim's championship.
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WHAT? ANOTHER BABY-FACED CHILD? Oh, that just won't do, won't do at all. The constantly descending officer Tony shall have to dish out some corporal discipline to those rascals, all of them! Tim, with his dangling bangs and loose poncho and twirling staff, how mischievous and unruly he is. Just like those brats who foiled Tony. But fear not, order! Tony's tried-and-true method of infant discipline shall work wonders: fast and damaging missiles to the shaman's face should teach him all the lessons he needs to learn, and quite possibly kill him dead before he even moves. That annoying Jude may have escaped Tony's wrath, but Tim will learn a thing or two about discipline, yes he will!
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Tony is fighting kids!
Just a bunch of kids!
How could they possibly stop him!?
Why, last time-...wait.
With such cheerful thoughts, Tony went into the arena with a combination of murderous rage and secret fear.
Tim, meanwhile, went in relaxed and hopeful.
Which works better in a fight?
Ask the red stain on the floor, with a stunned Pooka staring blankly at it.
Tim Rhymeless: 23
Tony: 37
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