Battle Begins The arena is set: a desolate cityscape, crumbling buildings casting long shadows over the battlefield. A heavy atmosphere hangs thick, and in the center, two titans stand ready to collide. Cecil Stedman, clad in his tailored suit and gleaming with a steely resolve, eyes the mighty Homelander. “You may play the hero, but I’ve seen how far you’ll go to protect your image,” he growls, fingers twitching near the teleportation bracelet on his wrist. Homelander smirks, his piercing gaze locking onto Cecil. “Image? You think this is about an image? I’m the real deal, Stedman. I’m invincible!” He flexes his fingers, feeling the power surge within him, “Let’s see how ‘detachment’ holds up against a real superhero.” The clash erupts. Cecil teleports in a flash, appearing right behind Homelander and launching a flurry of precise strikes, a testament to his skills in combat. “You’re fast, but can you keep up?” he taunts. The laser-eyed juggernaut spins around, barely dodging the incoming blows. “You think you can outmaneuver me? I’ll show you what real speed is!” With a flurry of movement, he unleashes his Laser Eyes, beams slicing through the air aiming straight at Cecil. Cecil grits his teeth, activating a force field just in time. The energy pulses around him as the lasers ricochet off, leaving a scorch mark on the ground. “That all you got?” he grunts, and with a flick of his wrist, he teleports again, sending the ReAnimen into the fray. “Enough with the theatrics!” Homelander screams, blasting a sonic shout that causes shockwaves, attempting to knock Cecil from his feet. The ReAnimen stagger but push forward, damaged yet relentless. They swarm Homelander, clawing and grappling, but he tears them apart with savage fury. Cecil grins slyly. “You think you can handle a few little pests? Time to play my ace.” He activates his orbital satellite, and a massive beam of energy descends toward Homelander, who is momentarily distracted by the approaching doom. “Clever, but not clever enough!” Homelander launches into the sky, evading the blast and taking the strategic high ground. Hovering above, he gazes down with sadistic joy, “This is your chance to quit, old man. I won’t even hurt you if you beg!” Cecil leaps, utilizing his teleportation to dodge Homelander’s vengeful gaze. “I don’t beg for anyone!” He arrives behind him once again, catching him off guard with a strategic punch that sends Homelander smashing through a building. The ground shakes; debris rains down. Germinating chaos in every corner, as Cecil prepares for his next move. “Time to bring down the house.” Cecil teleports again behind the partially collapsed structure, sending out a shockwave that disrupts Homelander’s focus. The villain screams in defiance, firing his laser eyes blindly at the ruins, but he’s overwhelmed—Cecil has turned the battlefield into his advantage, honing in on where he knows Homelander will be. “Face it, you’ve lost,” Cecil declares, a victorious grin stretching across his face as he calls upon all remaining ReAnimen for one final, massive assault. They swarm Homelander again, distractions creating a perfect opening as he flails uncontrollably to fend them off. And that’s when it hits. An orbital blast ricochets off the street, sending a shockwave that tears through Homelander's defenses, staggering him backward. In a moment of clarity, Cecil strides forward, eyes cold and determined. “Now for the finishing touch.” Victory Secured Winner: Cecil Stedman In a battle of sheer wills and strategic prowess, Cecil used his intelligence and combat acumen to manipulate the surroundings. Homelander’s brute strength was impressive but ultimately worked against him as Cecil outsmarted him, using teleportation and tactical planning. The win wasn’t just about power, but how one utilizes their skills in combat. Brutal Fatality: Cecil approaches the fallen Homelander, who struggles to regain composure amidst the rubble. With a swift gesture, he calls forth the last of the ReAnimen. They surge around Homelander, holding him down – a tangle of limbs and desperation. “You took lives for your image,” Cecil growls coldly, activating the satellite one last time. “Now, you shall know what it means to be at the mercy of someone who truly understands sacrifice.” He channels the orb's energy, bathing the area in a blinding light as a powerful beam shoots down. It pierces through Homelander’s core, unleashing a devastating wave that obliterates everything. The ground rumbles with the aftermath, Homelander’s loud screech the final echo of pride shattering into oblivion. With a somber expression, Cecil stands tall, surveying the destruction. “Never underestimate a tactician.”