This great warrior from Grado fights for more than pride and honor, and more than for a mere victory. He fights to do something literally millions across the DL verse have longed to do - shut Frank Goldfinger up. How will he do this? By hitting him in his stupid face over and over and over and over and over again with the nearest weapon. A Silver Axe breaks? No problem, he grabs a Silver Lance and stabs Frank repeatedly. The goal for the noble Duessel, this time, is to relieve the world of Frank's nonsense for as long as possible, and a mighty veteran like the legendary Obsidian General should have no problem with that.
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Duessel is indeed a mighty knight, having learned over his years the many intricacies of the weapon triangle, how sword, spear, axe, and bow intertwine. Indeed, there is nothing in the realm of conventional weaponry that he doesn't know of. It is a good thing then that Brazillian Style Ninjutsu is anything but conventional, then! Backed by his implausible powers, Frank shall leave the weapon triangle a shattered ruin in the wake of his melee cacti and fireworks, followed up by his humourously oversized shuriken. Truly, it shall be a defeat Duessel will be powerless to anticipate, as Frank Goldfinger advances on!
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The battle had worn on, and now the chips were all down.
Duessel, the great general of Grado, was battered, bloody and tired, but he was still in the saddle.
Frank, the American ninja, was unsteady on his feet and had long since run out of quips to make, but he was still holding his weapon.
Deciding to take a last desperate grasp at victory, Frank began making his ninja hand signs, conjuring up the most potent ninjutsu he could muster.
Knowing that this could be the end, Duessel leveled his axe at the old ninja and urged his mount into a charge.
...and that's when Duessel's horse violently exploded.
Nobody is really sure why or how it happened. And considering the location of the horse, it's not much of a surprise that the all male judging panel and the mostly male audience all feinted dead away at the thought of such a thing, leaving no one to contest Frank's victory.
Not that anyone really would have anyway. I mean, just in case it actually was Frank who did that...well, you just don't go around ticking off a guy who might be able to do something like THAT. At least not in Light...
Duessel: 19
Frank Goldfinger: 26
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