The Gods have gathered in the Council of Valhalla and have decided that it's humanity's time to face judgement day. However one man, King Solomon, has a plan to save them.
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"Tout comme lui alors." Jeanne quietly muttered under her breath as Midas reached down into the grass and picked up a small dagger, rusted similarly to the previous sword. Midas was prepared to close the gap between the humans, but Jeanne was the first to act this time.
She swung her stake down at the king in an attempt to crush him, but Midas managed to jump back and dodge the initial attack. He was soon to retaliate with his own strike, but Jeanne pivoted with her stake and surged upwards, using the momentum to rise into the sky. With inhuman strength, she lifted it above her and descended towards Midas, another attempt to crush him into viscera. Above the mad king, a looming shadow descended and threatened to crush his weakened body. His eyes lifted to meet the fire inside Jeanne's own eyes, and his bewilderment halted in favor of pure survival instinct.
Midas ducked to the side, his knife readied as he swung at Jeanne's throat in an attempt to slit it, but she managed to duck beneath the blade's edge. The golden knife swept through her brunette locks, slicing off the tips. Midas swung again, an assault that seemed reckless with how open he would be to counter attack. Amidst the relentless barrage, Jeanne was just about able to find an opening, twisting her body so the knife passed above her.
With her grasp of the stake gone, Jeanne reached down to the sword on her waist and drew it, the pummel of the blade striking the king's chin. Midas stumbled back briefly as he recovered from the strike as Jeanne returned her sword to her scabbard.
"Even after all these years you still are a fearsome combatant." Charles VII admired from within the crowd, his voice brimming with an overpowering pride as his arms crossed beneath his chest, witnessing the altercation beneath him from his throne. "Vive la France, Jeanne D'Arc!"
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"To see her fight once more, truly I am blessed." Gilles de Rais exclaimed from a separate part of the crowd. The man was smiling ear to ear as he watched his idol in the arena, the adult man appearing much like a child watching their hero. "All my life and all my crimes were worth it for this glorious sight!"
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"An amazing start! For a peasant girl and a King that should have never seen a day of combat before, these humans are trading blows pretty well!" Wukong praised both combatants after the initial exchange.
