“No way is Cardinal Vanzetti going to lose to this clown!” Sacco’s teeth are blinding. “Haha it’s impossible! Come on guys am I right?”

Valentina only glares, and watches.

“The Papacy Orb will be mine,” screams Cardinal Katzmann, down in the Sacristy Pit, “when I unleash this attack! Level Eight! Mega Catachuuu–”

Valentina and Sacco gasp.

“–uuuuuuu–”

Vanzetti’s face is impassive in Katzmann’s flickering light.

“–uuuUUU–”

“Counterstrike!” snaps Vanzetti, at last. “Charism Level Ten! Crozier–BLAST!”

“–UUUMEN RITE!”

Their attacks collide, great torrents, throwing off light and thunder like the sweat flying from Sacco’s head.