THE HOBO IS THE ANTI-GOD FIGHTING MACHINE
Blue Surtr's flames danced as the strong breeze of wind comes by. Helena's tattered cape and her pony-tailed blue hair waved as well as if they are commending one another in this final stage of their fight.
"You've just changed the color palettes of your flames from red to blue. You're still weak." Helena smirked with malice as she tilted her head. "Surrender now, baby brother. I don't want to hurt you anymore."
"Shut up! I've been waiting for so long to fight you, Big Sis! There's no way I will concede!" Blue Surtr unleashed dark blue flames on his sword, and his giant skull shield is now breathing flames.
"You're so hard-headed, baby brother." Helena chuckled. She swung her sword left and right, ready to resume the battle at any moment.
"Hrrraaaaaagh!!!" Blue Surtr made the charge with his shield in front.