So the King raised his mighty sword and rained steel down upon the Step King.
But the Step King blocked it with his shield. And swung his cat o'nine tails into the King's smug face.
Which the King easily brushed aside like the feather of a gull. And then the King did counter with a barrage of slashes and thrusts so fast and precise the Step King had no way to party.
Yay!
But he did. He did. He parried all of them. Easily. It was no big deal.
Aww.
Then he grabbed the King's sword right out of his hand and smashed it over his knee.
Boo!
That's when the King pulled out a pump-action Mossberg shotgun!
Which is completely anachronistic. So if we're gonna be doing any time period, then the Step King just happened to be wearing Kevlar body armor.
Concussion grenade!
Hand grenade.
Rocket launcher.
Missile launcher.
Air strike.
Nuclear strike.
Black hole.
God.
