Naraka wheezed—he wasn't used to being outmaneuvered like this. His massive size, usually his greatest advantage, had now made him a slow-moving target against Goten's lightning-fast agility.
The Titan straightened, glaring bitterly. He couldn't believe this child was embarrassing him in his own domain.
Naraka: "Cheap tricks!" *he growled, swinging wildly again—but Goten was already gone, flipping effortlessly over his arm and landing lightly behind him.*
This fight had completely turned... and Naraka didn't like it one bit.
Goten landed a paralyzing counterstrike right to Naraka's midsection.
The Titan stumbled, his massive knees buckling from the sheer shock of the impact. He'd never felt this vulnerable before—his strength, his speed, his entire sense of superiority were being systematically dismantled by this... this brat. It left him drowning in a bitter, unfamiliar wave of humiliation.
Goten: "Giving in yet?" *Goten asked bravely, his voice calm and steady.*
Naraka growled in sheer rage, his massive form heaving as he fought for breath.
Naraka: "I am NOT losing to a monkey!"
But even as the words left his mouth, the Titan knew he was wearing down. His attacks were growing sluggish; his reactions were lagging. Fighting this damn kid was exhausting him—and, as much as he hated to admit it, he was facing a truly worthy opponent.
Goten's smirk widened—he was doing it. He was actually wearing down this brute, and it didn't take a genius to see it.
Goten: "Then keep coming!" *he challenged, bracing himself.*
Goten stood completely still, locking eyes with the Titan, his smirk growing even sharper.
Goten: "Tell you what. Hit me! I won't move an inch from this spot."
Naraka didn't need to be told twice. Fueled by desperation and fury, he launched himself forward with everything he had left. True to Goten's word, the moment the massive fist collided with its target, Goten's smirk only widened. He didn't skid even a millimeter across the stone floor.
Naraka's punch stopped dead against Goten's chest—zero movement, zero give. The sheer, effortless defiance of it stunned the Titan into absolute silence.
Beside them, Melody let out an excited gasp—this was their shared power in full effect!
Naraka: "What...?" *Naraka muttered, staring in sheer disbelief at his own massive fist pressed uselessly against the kid's ribcage.*
Goten: *He just grinned.* "Told you. Now let's reconsider. Do you want to keep making a fool out of yourself, or are you finally going to decide to cave in?" *Goten asked, an eyebrow arched, as if presenting a completely logical choice.*
Naraka's eyes narrowed, his ancient pride stinging beyond repair. This damn monkey kid was completely mocking him.
The idea of surrender was absolute poison to the Titan. He would normally rather die than admit defeat… but he was exhausted. A quiet, terrifying voice in the back of his mind told him that continuing this fight and getting knocked out cold would bring even more humiliation than yielding now.
Naraka: "You're one insufferable brat, you know that?" *he grunted, reluctantly pulling his fist back and stepping away.* "I surrender!" *Even as Naraka said it, those two words made him cringe internally.*
Goten's grin was triumphant—but he didn't rub it in. Instead, he simply offered a respectful nod, accepting the Titan's surrender with grace.
Reluctantly, Naraka reached into his grip and tossed the black zircon fragment across the room toward Trunks, who caught it out of the air with a victorious whoop!
Their mission in Hell was finally complete. Now… it was time to escape this abyss and return to reality.