The desolation of the crater echoed with pain and the remnants of defeat, a silent testament to the cataclysmic clash that had transpired. This wasteland was jagged rock and pulverized earth, a place stained with the desperation of a war gone awry. Clouds swirled ominously overhead, casting shadows over the jagged remnants of a battlefield filled with memories of valor and catastrophe. In this scarred earth, Team A gathered, weary but resolute. “Get up, Jarniz,” a voice broke through the grim silence. It was Goku, his hair tousled and eyes glinting with determination. "If there's a chance to beat him, we have to take it!" Jarniz Caldreth, the master swordsman, forced himself to his feet, his sword gleaming ominously in the dim light. “Right,” he said, tightening his grip. “We go in knowing we can’t lose. We’ve faced defeat before, but we’re not doing it again. Not today.” Before them loomed the mountainous figure of Team B’s champion, Broly, his aura crackling with energy that danced in the air like dangerous lightning. He stood there, a force of nature, muscles rippling beneath his skin. He clenched and unclenched his fists as if testing his power. “RRAAAAAGGGGHHHH!!!” Broly roared, the sound reverberating through the air, shaking the ground beneath them. “If you want to keep up with this guy, we’ll need a plan,” Seraphim Stormbringer said, adjusting his psychic knight armor. “We have to hit hard and fast. No hesitation.” “Like a psychic spear to the chest?” executed by the psychic knight, Scott’s voice was mischievous, but he nodded in agreement. “Instead,” Jarniz offered, “let’s distract him. I’ll bait him with my swordsmanship. The others can move in while he’s focused on me. You ready, Goku? If things go south, I need you to cover me.” Goku nodded, powering up. “I'm always ready! Just keep him occupied. Once I go Super Saiyan, we’ll see how he handles that!” As the ground trembled with Broly’s thunderous stance, Team A sprung into action. Jarniz charged forward, his footwork smooth and predatory. His blade arced through the air with an ethereal grace, each stroke calculated yet fluid. “Come on, Broly!” he taunted, moving just out of reach before striking again. “You’ll have to do better than that!” Broly’s gaze snapped to him, pupils dilated with rage. “RRAAAAAAGGGHHH!!!” He lunged, balling his massive fist, and swung. With an electrifying THWACK, the air exploded as Jarniz narrowly ducked, feeling the wind rush over him. “Now!” Scott jumped in, pausing time as he skipped toward Broly. The world around froze in a tableau of action. With a wicked grin, he delivered a quick nut shot, sending Broly staggering a step back as time resumed. “Whoops! Guess I caught you by surprise, big guy!” Broly let out a guttural growl, eyes ablaze with fury. He retaliated, brazenly charging a ki ball, a swirling tempest of energy gathering in his palms. “RRAAAAAGGGHHHHH!!!” He hurled it toward Scott, who squeaked just in time, stopping time again to dodge behind a rock. “Look out!” Seraphim yelled, rushing in with a psychic spear, aiming directly for Broly’s heart. The spear soared through the air, creating a shimmering ripple in its wake. Broly turned, the spear grazing his shoulder with a resounding SPLASH, and he retaliated with a vicious backhand, sending Seraphim sprawling. “Focus, Seraphim!” Azul, the mage, called, thrusting his hand forward as arcane energy swirled around them. “Psychic Castle!” With a wave, a fortress of ethereal might formed behind Jarniz, providing some cover. “Put your back against that, I’ll hold him off!” Meanwhile, Goku transformed into Super Saiyan, golden aura enveloping him. “Alright, let’s see how you handle this!” He launched into the air, a flurry of punches raining down like a tempest. THUD! THUD! THUD! Each hit was more powerful than the last, but Broly merely grinned, absorbing the blows. “RRAAAAAAGGGHHHHH!!!” Broly countered, channeling energy into a remarkable chest blast that erupted in a shockwave, strong enough to knock Goku backward. “Uh-oh!” Goku exclaimed, skidding to a halt as he regained focus. He zipped through the air, gathering energy. “Kamehameha!” he shouted, unleashing a potent beam focused on Broly, who raised his arms to block. BAM! The powerful surge connected, spreading energy across the battlefield and creating a blinding glare. When the light faded, Broly stood unyielding, a testament to Saiyan tenacity. “I got you now!” Goku landed deftly, sweat glistening on his brow. “Let’s use everything.” “Agreed, but we have to keep him off balance,” Jarniz called out, repositioning. He launched himself forward once more, his blade a silvery arc. “Simplified Swordsmanship!” The air thickened as his sword swung, energy crackling. Broly sidestepped this time, muscles coiling like springs; he wanted to grab and throw again. “RRAAAAAAGGGHH!!!” he snarled, charging forth, tackling Jarniz to the ground. The impact sent rocks flying with a CRUNCH. “Get the hell off me!” Jarniz struggled, adrenaline pumping. With a sudden twist and an impeccable dodge, he slipped free just in time, rolling to his feet and repositioning his sword. “Your instinct won’t save you, Broly!” Super Racist transformed, his energy surging, the very air vibrating with hostility. “I’m going supremacist!! Haaa!” His muscles surged as he entered Super Racist Second Form, a tremendous 500x boost of power. Broly paused, turning to face the new challenger. “RRAAAAAAGGGHHH!!!” His roar was primal, filled with raw, unfettered anger. “Here’s a blast to test your limits!” Super Racist charged up, unleashing a tremendous outpouring of energy. A blast that illuminated the landscape, while Broly answered back with an aerial counter. Both energies collided with cataclysmic force, a BOOM that shook the crater and sent shockwaves through the air. Team A struggled, regaining their footing. The chaotic storms induced by the collision raged on, casting shadows through the vast desolate expanse. Seeing an opening, Seraphim executed Psychic Push, trying to land a strong attack against Broly amidst the chaos. “Now! Use everything!” he shouted. Again, Team A coordinated, but their efforts were met with Broly’s relentless counterattacks. Ki blasts soared, punches flew, and the raw chaos of the battlefield raged on. Feeling their energy waning, Azul lashed out, ready to combine their magics with Goku’s ki. “Get him ready, we can end this!” he cried out, gathering strength. “Ultimate Spirit Bomb!” Goku shouted, collecting energy from everything around him, the power surging in a cacophony of light. With Team B’s Broly still thrashing against their defenses, the two powers collided once again. “RRAAAAAAGGGHHH!!!” Broly roared, channeling his own energy. But Jarniz, with uncanny reflexes, positioned himself in tandem with the bomb. “Let it go now, Goku!” he ordered, his voice resolute, and filled with determination. With a single push, the Spirit Bomb soared toward Broly. In that instant, the sky darkened, as if time itself paused. The explosion radiated, shaking the very foundations of their reality. “RRAAAAAAGGGHHHH!!!!” Winner: Team A