Vilgax ablution at the end

The guardsmen brought out the most great and fearful weapon of the planet's armory. Twelve it took on each side to carry the tungsten projectile cannon, and twelve more to carry one round, as if cradling crown jewels. An eight-meter 10-cm-thick rod was loaded carefully into the barrel as the electromagnets activated one by one.

"[In the name of the King, ablution at the end of a gun!]"

Aerodynamic design allowed the rod to accelerate to near-relativistic speeds carrying a kinetic payload akin to tectonic movement. The insurgent swatted it aside with one hand, and it tore through the walls of the palace and the city far beneath it and far beyond that in an eyeblink before finally striking the ground directly and spitting a cubic kilometer of dirt into the heavens. He clenched his fist. That ached his knuckles, a little.

- Round 0