The Colosseum trembled.

  Batman stood his ground.

  Gigachad charged.

  The air cracked around him, his full Titan form pushing beyond mortal limits.

  He moved like a living weapon, each step carving craters into the stone. Batman’s body screamed at him to stop—to run. But he didn’t. Because there was only one way to win.

  Gigachad’s fist came down.

  Batman stepped in.

  A final, precise movement.

  A perfect counter.

  Their attacks collided. And for a brief second—silence. Then—

  The shockwave.

  The sheer force ripped through the Colosseum, shattering stone, sending debris flying. The crowd screamed. The ground itself colpsed. And when the dust settled— Batman was still standing. Gigachad was on one knee.

  Gasping. Bleeding.

  Beaten.

  The system reacted instantly.

  [Duel Complete.]

  [Victor: BATMAN]

  The Colosseum froze. The silence stretched for what felt like an eternity. Then— Chaos. Screams. Shouts.

  "HE—HE WON!?"

  "HOW!? HE HAD NO ESSENCE!"

  "A TITAN JUST LOST TO AN UNRANKED—"

  Gigachad let out a ragged breath, staring at Batman. Then—he grinned. “…Damn.” He chuckled, shaking his head. “You really are something else.” Batman didn’t respond. He was too busy trying to stay conscious. His vision blurred. His body felt like it had been through hell. But he had done it. He had won.

  And Arcadia would never be the same. ---