Saponu stood motionless, his chest rising and falling with slow, measured breaths.
But his remaining eyes burned with cold fury.
His Copyeye had been damaged.
Half of its power was gone.
And Wisdom had escaped.
His clones—still strong—were weakened.
But that didn't matter.
Saponu vanished.
And reappeared inches from Joseph Obuko.
Joseph's instincts flared—
WHAM!!!
A brutal fist crashed toward his ribs.
Joseph had already bet on this move.
At the last second, his luck shifted.
A stray rock beneath his foot caused him to stumble—just enough to dodge the hit by an inch.
Saponu's punch grazed his ribs instead of caving them in.
Joseph grinned.
"Not bad, huh?"
Saponu's expression was unreadable.
Then—
WHOOSH!
He twisted, bringing his leg around in a savage kick.
Joseph didn't need to move.
He had already rolled the dice.
CLANG!!!
Out of nowhere, Joseph's coin flipped into the air, deflecting Saponu's strike like an invisible shield.
Saponu's brow furrowed. "Tch."
Joseph's grin widened.
"Gotta love a lucky break."
Saponu lunged again, this time faster.
Joseph reacted immediately.
Dice Roll – Unpredictable Evade!
His body jerked unnaturally, his movements out of sync with normal combat rhythm. It wasn't graceful—it was random, like an illusionist stumbling through reality.
Saponu's punch whiffed.
Joseph countered.
BAM!!!
A powerful elbow slammed into Saponu's jaw.
For the first time, Saponu staggered.
The battlefield fell silent.
Joseph cracked his knuckles. "Didn't see that one coming, did you?"
Saponu straightened. He ran his tongue over his teeth.
Then, he smirked.
"I'll admit it," he murmured. "You're better than I expected."
Joseph exhaled sharply. "Yeah, well—"
BOOOM!!!
Saponu teleported mid-sentence, his knee driving into Joseph's gut.
Joseph wheeled backward, coughing.
Saponu pursued.
BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!
A rapid series of **attacks—**punches, kicks, open-palm strikes—collided with Joseph.
But each time, his Gambling Ability activated.
A coin flip shifted his body weight, making a punch glance off his shoulder instead of his chest.
A die roll triggered instant reflexes, dodging a lethal strike by the breadth of a hair.
A card draw granted him a power boost, letting him absorb a hit that should've broken his ribs.
Joseph fought back with a flurry of counters, landing hit after hit.
BAM! SMASH! THWACK!
For the first time in a long while—
Saponu found himself in a fair fight.
But then—
BOOM!!!
A deafening explosion erupted behind them.
Saponu's clones had engaged Richard Mawunyo.
Richard panted, ice clinging to his breath. His body ached, burned, and froze at the same time.
The three remaining clones surrounded him, their forms flickering ominously.
They were weaker than before.
But they weren't done.
One clone stepped forward, his body glowing icy blue.
Another clone ignited, his entire form a roaring inferno.
Fire and ice.
Deadly opposites.
Richard cursed under his breath.
He spent years mastering temperature control.
But could he survive this?
Before he could think—
WHOOSH!
The ice clone lunged first—his entire body crackling with sub-zero energy.
At the same time—
FWOOOSH!!!
The fire clone exploded forward in a blaze of destruction.
Richard's instincts screamed at him—
MOVE!
He leaped backward—
But—
BOOOOOM!!!
The two elements collided, unleashing a shockwave of fire and frost.
Richard emerged from the explosion, his coat smoking, his skin covered in patches of frostbite and burns.
He groaned. "This… sucks."
Then—
The third clone moved.
Richard's gut twisted.
Something was wrong.
The clone's body blurred, dissolving into shadows.
Then—
It sank into Richard.
His breath caught.
A voice whispered inside him.
Possession Bomb: Activated.
Richard's veins burned with foreign energy.
His limbs froze.
He tried to move—
Tried to fight—
Tried to scream—
But—
BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOM!!!
A massive explosion tore through the battlefield.
The shockwave shattered the ground, sending debris sky-high.
When the dust settled—
There was nothing left.
Richard Mawunyo was gone. Leaving behind a faint glowing stone.
Saponu watched the destruction unfold.
His remaining clones had perished.
Richard was dead.
And now—
His gaze turned slowly toward Joseph.
"You're next."
Joseph exhaled, stepping forward.
Even as fear clawed at his chest—
He refused to back down.
Saponu smirked.
This is going to be fun.
Joseph rolled his shoulders, the tension easing from his muscles with each pop. He cracked his neck once to the left, then to the right.
He didn't respond.
He just shifted into his battle stance.
His knees bent slightly, his arms raised—not rigid, but loose—ready to react.
Then—
His eyes flickered.
Numbers danced wildly in his irises, shifting like a spinning roulette wheel.
A gamble was placed.
Saponu's smirk didn't waver.
Then—
He vanished.
A sudden boom tore through the air as he reappeared midair, his fist already descending toward Joseph's skull.
Joseph's eyes flashed—a die roll triggered.
Dodge Roll: Success.
At the last second, his body twitched unnaturally, shifting just out of range of the strike.
CRASH!
Saponu's fist hit the ground, splitting it apart like glass. The battlefield trembled from the impact, dust and rock flying in every direction.
But Joseph was already moving.
He spun away, flipping a coin into the air as he lunged forward.
The coin gleamed—landed on its edge, perfectly balanced on the cracked ground.
Luck Boost: Activated.
Joseph's speed tripled.
He blurred forward—striking before Saponu could even recover.
BAM!
A solid punch to the ribs.
SMASH!
A sharp elbow to the jaw.
THWACK!
A spinning kick aimed at his head.
For the first time, Saponu was forced to block.
His arms blurred, deflecting the attacks—but Joseph was relentless. His movements were chaotic yet precise, weaving between openings like someone who had already seen the fight play out.
Saponu's expression darkened.
This wasn't normal combat.
Joseph wasn't reacting.
He was predicting.
Saponu teleported again—this time appearing behind him.
Joseph's eyes glowed, another number flashing within his pupils.
Unforeseen Counter: Activated.
His body reacted before his mind even processed the attack.
He twisted at an impossible angle—an elbow ramming into Saponu's ribs.
WHAM!
Saponu stumbled.
Joseph didn't gloat.
He just adjusted his stance again.
Saponu straightened, rolling his shoulders. His lips curled into something between annoyance and amusement.
"Interesting ability," he murmured.
Then—
He snapped his fingers.
A deep black rift tore open beside him—shadows swirling violently like a raging storm.
Joseph's breath hitched for just a second.
That was it.
Saponu had barely been trying.
And now—he was about to.
In the distance, David, Peter, and Randy watched, their faces frozen in awe.
Their eyes darted between the two warriors—both moving like specters across the battlefield.
This was no longer just a fight.
This was something beyond their understanding.
The battle was far from over.