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vcharon lunged with his flag, but eddv was feeling fresh and revitalized. He dodged easily, grabbing the pole and flipping it forward, which flipped eddv forward as a result. eddv used this time to root through his pockets for the lawn darts, and he was satisfied to discover that he still had them.
vcharon had sprung to his feet very quickly. He was angry, but kept his emotions in check. Rather, he adopted a smirk. "that's some supernatural s***, kid. You think you can take me?"
"Well I survived being a duck/phoenix hybrid so I think I can survive some maniacal patriot."
"Fair." vcharon quickly swung the flag again while smoking a cigar he had summoned from nowhere, and eddv only just managed to duck underneath it. eddv continued to dodge vcharon's attacks, and the usually unflappable charon was starting to feel frustrated. So he changed his angle of attack, eschewing the flagpole and leaping straight for eddv.
They brawled in the middle of the street for a while, but the experienced vcharon managed to take advantage and wrap his flag around eddv, smothering the former ducknix slowly choking the life out of him. eddv scrabbled around for the lawndarts as well as for vital parts of his opponent in an attempt to shake him off but nothing could be done - he was being held fast by vcharon.
Suddenly, a voice could be heard. "PFFT. YOU THINK YOU'RE TOUGH? YOU AIN'T SO TOUGH. LOOK AT THESE CALVES!"
It was masterplum's tough beetle, who made a beeline straight for vcharon.
vcharon, despite himself, liked the cut of this beetle's jib. That was one of the reasons he relinquished his hold on eddv, who rolled away, choking and recovering.
"Go, tough beetle. Go!"
vcharon snorted with laughter at the sight of this kid ordering around this awesome beetle. "you should join up with me, man," said vcharon. "We'd make one helluva team." He was relatively blasé about this whole fight, or at least appeared to be as he smoked yet another cigar.
"I don't do teams, I only do FIGHTING. LET'S DO THIS."
The beetle attacked vcharon ruthlessly, heading straight for the testes. vcharon knocked him away with the flagpole and adopted a ready stance. The cigar dropped from his mouth. vcharon had entered serious mode. He was ready to duel with this worthy opponent.
And so they did. Masterplum cheered the beetle on from the sideline as the beetle tried multiple attempts to grip onto vcharon and do lasting damage. However, he was not quite fast enough to get around vcharon's defenses - he was able to repel the beetle's attempt at a potentially lethal vicegrip with the flagpole.
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http://img.imgcake.com/Xiiijpgen.jpg - Me, as drawn by Ayvuir (who is also a giant douche)