Chapter 22
The doom of the world
Bruce's eyes slowly adjusted to the dark, horrified that he dove headfirst into a pool of blood. Bruce accepted the fact that there was no escape and closed his eyes. He hoped that not seeing the Lagiacrus would make it less terrifying. Bruce's breathing became faster and labored.
Suddenly, Bruce heard a loud gurgling sound. He opened his eyes. Bruce saw the water levels of the pool of blood slowly go down. As the stagnant blood receded, the monster that killed Mr. chicken lay dead at the bottom of the lake. Bruce looked closer to see how such a powerful beast was slain. Its head was split in half. An axe the size of Bruce lay in between the two bloody halves. The large, heavy axe… was the very axe held by the onion king. Bruce looked to see where the fowl liquid was draining, but what he saw horrified him. Bruce saw a tunnel dug into the side of the pool. When the last of the blood propagated through the tunnel, Bruce saw the onion king holding a drill. The fat onion stepped ominously towards his axe. Each step taken with care. Bruce jumped angrily off his platform and slid down the side to reach the bottom of where the lake used to be. The onion king picked up his axe and told the following army of onions to stay back. They stood face to face. Bruce tightened his grip on his rapier before slowly walking towards the fat buffoon. The onion king grinned and walked towards Bruce, dragging his axe along the soaked ground.
When the two met in the middle of the cave next to the corpse of the Lagiacrus, Bruce exclaimed, "You caused this genocide, I will kill you for this!"
"I'd like to see you try." The Onion king replied with a sneer.
Bruce then ran at the Onion king, viciously stabbing with his rapier. The Onion king struggled to move all his immense weight out of the way of each stab. Bruce's speed and strength were powered by his anger. The Onion king's dodges slowly became closer, and closer to getting hit. Bruce managed to get a stab into the onion king's fat belly. The onion king squealed with pain and jumped backwards. "It's my turn now." The fat onion king declared as he lifted their heavy axe above their head. As they swung, Bruce rolled out of the way. The axe got stuck in the floor. Bruce took the opportunity to thrust his rapier at the onion king's hand to incapacitate him from using his axe. Bruce stabbed through the onion king's left hand; green blood seeped out of the hole when Bruce retracted his weapon.
The two kept exchanging attacks and dodges, the onion king occasionally using their weapon to block Bruce's fast attacks. Bruce started to get tired of dodging, but when the onion king swung their weapon, Bruce forgot that he was using a simple rapier and tried to block the onion king's heavy attack. The axe shattered Bruce's weapon and the only way to defeat the tyrant. Bruce helplessly jumped back to avoid the rest of the swing as it hit the floor. As Bruce had no way to win the fight anymore, he sprinted towards the cave where the onions had drilled in from. Bruce kicked the smelly minions out of the way to get to the tunnel. The onion king yelled, "Coward! Just let me end you! You little twerp!"