Fight the Watcher if you so please

Ares:*from Matt* I ACCEPT!

Matt: Wait what I didn't say tha-

The Watcher: I’ll be soft

Matt: WAIT WHA-

*he gets in a defensive stance*

*The Watcher makes their sickles disappear and gets into a offensive position*

Matt: Oh cool, weapons are gone...

Thinking: Wait is it that thing where the weapons is the limiter and without it they're stronger?

*While Matt was thinking, The Watcher zooms toward Matt*

Matt: *he attempts to block the attack*

*The Watcher had threw a gut punch*

Matt: *he gets hit but counters with a right hook*

*The Watcher is hit and acts like it dealt damage*

Matt: *getting confident*

*The Watcher is hit and a big cloud of dust is made*

Matt: *Smiling in bloodlust*

*Suddenly the Watcher shoots towards Matt and tackles Matt*

*He dodges the attack and stomps on him*

*The Watcher starts to push Matt’s foot up*
Watcher: You are proving yourself!

Matt: Thanks! I manage!

*He says as he grabs him and tosses him in the air*

*The Watcher stops themself in air and shoots themself at Matt*

Matt: Thats not what I expect-

*The Watcher slams into Matt*

Matt:AAAAAAA-

*The Watcher chuckles and uppercuts Matt*

*He gets hits away but slams his head back down for a headbutt*

*The Watcher is hit but all Matt feels is an extremely feeling on his head*

Matt: ow ow ow... okay that was a bad idea.

*The Watcher grabs Matt’s leg while Matt is in the air and slams Matt on to the ground*

Matt: AAAAAAAAAAAA-

*The Watcher slams Matt to the ground again and then throws Matt*

Matt: *He jumps back on and coats his arms with Ares armor*

*The Watcher walks toward where Matt ended up*
The Watcher: Do you want more pain?

Matt: I mean not really but kind of? Check this out.

*He throws a punch, which is multiplied 5 times by Ares armor*

Limbo: This dimension ain’t big enough for two omnipresent beings, square up, yellow boy!

The Watcher: Limbo… it’s been some time since we last fought
(Is it okay if the Watcher and Limbo fought before?)

Limbo: I’m kicking you out of this reality, you don’t pay your rent *chuckle*

(yeahgh)

The Watcher: Not this time!
(Okay!)

Limbo: *The hands on 4 of his arms form into swords* Haha

*The Watcher generates their two sickles and gets into a fighting stance*

Limbo: Just get over here and fight me, no need for presentation

*his hand phases out of reality, reappears next to Watcher, and flicks him*

*The Watcher slices the flicking fingers off of Limbo*
The Watcher: Not so fast!

Limbo: Damn, you’ve got some hands.

I have around 4 more than you, though *his severed hand grows back*

*The clanging of two machetes can be heard, illuminating an empty hall, showing a man in a black combat uniform, each spark shows his victims shredded, who appear in somewhat similar uniforms.*
185: I need this y'know. A battle like this will cure me of alcohol, and set me free again.

X:

The Watcher: Show me what you got!

X: let's go!

The Watcher: Your move

X: I always let my opponent strike first

The Watcher: Strange… I do that too

X: well uhhh

The Watcher: Rock paper scissors?

X: sure

*The Watcher puts their hand into a fist*

X: rock paper scissors

*The Watcher rolled Scissors*

X: *rock*

The Watcher: Frick

X: rock always wins

*The Watcher zooms at X*

X: ...

*The Watcher suddenly punches X straight in the gut*

X: urk-!

Heheheh

*The Watcher puts their head on the punched gut to increase the temperature by thousand-fold*

X: *uppercuts him*