Vilgax geographic plate

he water shark snapped its jaws around them. It reformed into a building-sized orb squeezing on both of them with rapidly increasing pressure. 8 tons per square inch, 16, 32 as the ground approached. Did that slow him down? No! He spun both of their bodies in midair, twirling drill-like towards their inevitable seismic descent. He caught the cleaver, clenched the hilt between a chink in his sabatons and fought with his feet. Gura parried the cleaver strikes expertly with her own feet, which will not be described in detail here. The frog-covered earth came closer and closer and they all leaped away croaking. He planned to slam all of his weight and force directly into the ground through her head! This was the unparalleled ninjutsu technique, the Izuna Drop!

"Oh nyo," Gura said.

Water everywhere! Waves crashing, every single droplet shooting off like railgun bullets to vaporize trees in their path, cataclysmic cratering, Biblical havoc all concentrated on Gura's skull. The hut was destroyed in one blow, the frogs blew upwards like reverse rain. Vilgax and Gura both collapsed in this newly created valley. The aftershocks still shook. Everyone on this planetary geographic plate would feel the impact of his skull-crusher move. But she did not die. The water reformed again as catfish, safely snatching up every frog in midair. Not one of them was injured. There, laid out on his back watching the aquatic performance, Vilgax knew Gura still held more power.

- Round 3