– Ahhh!!

– Aghh!!

Huitzi and Achilles clashed with the other, in a routine would be carried out by the next minutes.

His fight styles were very different:

Achilles hit in vital parts of God's body, such as ribs or neck, to overcome it faster. Meanwhile, Huitzi threw his fists with randomness, giving in arms or head protected by helmet; but the difference was in the force loaded on each stroke.

The stands were excited with the new fight style.

– After having lost weapons, now their fists are speaking to finish this! – Heimdall was also very excited by the combat – This fight grows more and more level!

– Take this!

Achilles held the God's arms with all strength to stop him, and his head beat directly at the deity forehead. Shiva observed and remembered the exchange of blows with Raiden in the Ragnarok past, so moved his eyes to his arm which was a piece of meat.

Mexica Gods revived their clamor to support his Aztlan king; although moments ago hesitated, now had their pride high again.

– Yeah! Huitzi, our Southern Hummingbird!

– Show who is our Aztlan king! Slaughter that half-god!

– Kill him! 'Kill him! 'Kill him!

Coa cleaned the tears of eyes to see more clearly.

– Son! Please, win!

– Let's go brother! – Cuahui squeezed both his fists – Kill him! And take the victory, as the king of Aztlan you're!

Huitzi lost the balance by Achilles' hit of head, but after a couple of steps backwards he took moment and I would return him an equal blow.

The God held Achilles' arms pair for doesn't escape and his head went to stop with a misconfused sound at half-god front, manage to send to fly his helmet until fall to ground with chilliant metallic sound.

Achilles was surprised by the hit could take away the helmet, although more stunned so strong head; So much almost fell to the ground.

– That's, "half-god"! I have much to give. – smile Huitzi with evil pride.

– I too!

Both took their arms and began a clash of heads, between which a lot of dust rose from the ground because of impacts. The both looked at each other, revealing a small smile which shared: emotion for facing someone so strong.

Athena looks attentive and careful, although suddenly she bothered, for the way moved her long sleeves, as if wanted to write in the air. Ares looked at the movements of his younger sister with confusion.

– What are you doing?

– He's… an idiot! – Athena exclaimed, explaining her discomfort – I taught him will never use his head to hit! Neurons are going to die! It was the first thing I showed him, and he's forgetting it!

– I would say the circumstances of your teachings aren't the same as here. – answered Hermes – You taught him to be half-god against humans. Now is it against a bloody God.

– He's still an idiot. Use King's Javelin very soon, to finish the fight in a blow; this moment, without protection of Southern Hummingbird, is ideal for that technique.

– Now only fight with your fists. Without weapons or nothing. A very clean combat.

– For the time! My pretty Achilles has a sword! I can see it bounce on his hips with each blow.

– And why don't he use it?

– He's waiting… – Athena crossed his fingers with emotion – I taught him keep supplies, in this case weapons, for a very special occasion. He won't use that sword until have a very good hit…

Athena's face changed again for again being bothers.

– Although I also taught him not to lose them… and already lost 2 of 3!

Ares took the moment to do a joke comment.

– It's fun see you annoying… After all, you're still a little girl!

– Don't call me little girl-!

She was about to shout, but thought of a better argument with which gave her up a funny laugh.

– "Little girl", you say? Maybe it's, but… this "little girl" do has a name in Ragnarok.

Hermes let out a light mocking laugh, while Ares got annoyed and got up from his seat.

– What are you trying to say, Athena?

– Oh no! – Athena feigned vulnerability, covering herself with sweatshirt sleeves – Please don't hurt your little sister… I couldn't bear to see my older brother continue being an idiot!

– What are you saying!?

– Hurt my princess?

Zeus's voice in the place scared both, Ares and Hermes; but Athena got up from a jump and ran to him with a smile.

– Daddy!

From a jump hugged the old man, who held her and gave her a kiss on cheek.

– My pretty little child Athena… Why are you here?

– Sorry, daddy! – Athena began to apologize before Zeus spoke – I know you ordered me stay in my room until my turn, but… spectators screams woke me up, and now I can't leave knowing my pretty Achilles is fighting Mesoamerica Terror!

– I didn't want you see this combat for your… closeness with Achilles.

– The opposite! – Athena returned the sight to arena – This is very exciting! My pretty Achilles fighting against such a wild and violent god… You would have called me to see it since the presentation!

– Hehe… Maybe… – slowly Zeus took a seat in the chair in front of him – And well? What has happened?

Ares wanted to explain, but Athena interrupted him.

– My pretty Achilles lost his shield, almost his arm, and in response he destroyed the Huitzi's weapon…! With a blow!

– What? Did everything happen that?

– Well, it happened. – Hermes answered, raising his arms – So fast. And now the fight is sustained by fists. To see who falls first.

– Argh!

Achilles hit the Hitzi's face with great impact, making the God almost fall to the ground and lost the balance.

The God sat up with heaviness, turning to spit blood into the sand and realize how serious the fight was becoming. His mind reminded the massacre from that night in forest, and could only smile for the lowest.

– I never thought someone else my sister could provoke me so much damage… – He squeezed one of his fists while ran his rival – Let's see if you hard more than she!

Huitzi enters a couple of hits in the chest of the half-god, creating a large dent in his armor. Then gave a right punch to face which pulled out to Achilles at once.

The Greek coughed heavily as he struggled to his feet. Behind him the voices of humanity were raised with joy and fervor to give him encouragement and support.

– Achilles! You can!

– Get up! Win!

– Defeat that God!

Even the Trojan soldiers and those who had defeated in person raised the voices in his favor.

– You can! Win for us!

He heard the voices perfectly, which gave him more determination to get back on his feet.

First wiped his face from dust and blood splattered on, then clenched both fists in a defensive stance. The mexica God smiled as he took an offensive position.

– I thought you were done, half-god.

– Just like you, I still have a lot to give.

Achilles squeezed hard.

– I am the Greece hero who fought in Troy… Achilles! And I'm still not defeated!

– Very good! This massacre…compared to the others, it's been a lot of fun because you didn't die so fast. It excites me to know.

– So you also have fun… – Achilles smiled under his breath – Me too. You are the first to hold a one-on-one fight against me.

He let out a derisive laugh to himself.

– The Greece Hero and Southern Hummingbird… sharing this feeling. So weird, isn't it?

– You're too good… but, anyway, I'm going to bathe in your blood… Keep going until you prove me wrong!

– Of course, Blessed God of War!

With a smile of satisfaction both were thrown back to the fight, pushing knuckle shock at the same time. The same as a few moments ago, but now both more anxious to continue fighting.

– Achilles and Huitzi are entangled in an insurance of fists! Who will be the first to fall!

In Nordic seats, Forsetti as Heimdall was full in the emotion.

– Ahhh, lord Thor! This is very exciting!

– I know! – The Berserker answered with his eyes fixed in the fight, feeling inside too much emotion – This… me remind me…!

– Lu Bu Housen, isn't?

At that feminine voice, the little God of Justice turned around in surprise. Thor didn't seem have noticed the voice; his ears perked up but his sight was still on the arena.

Entering was a very young and beautiful woman. Her hair was blonde, each thread equivalent to gold; dressed in comfortable and pleasant stuffed clothing made up her feminine figure. She advanced to the seat next to Thunder Berserker, while Forseti reverently addressed her.

– Mrs. Syf!

– I see you've been accompanied by my Thor while I was busy.

– Yes, my lady. I've been with lord Tho all time.

– I'm glad…

She affectionately passed one hand through the reddish and abundant hair of the Nordic, although he didn't realize it.

– And I suppose he's been attentive to this fight.

– It's right. This combat has captured a lot of his interest since it started.

– Yes… ever since he defeated Lu Bu Housen a millennium ago, he hasn't stopped thinking about fights. Different from when we met.

The goddess had no problem speaking that way, even with Thor present; she knew he wouldn't pay attention, unless it was a fight.

In the arena, the mexica God struck Achilles in the stomach; intentionally went straight for the wound he had previously given with his gun. The half-god spat out blood and almost fell on his back, trying to catch breath after receiving more pain than before.

Humans screamed in the stands; but among all the voices there was a group much more scandalous than others, who were supporting the half-god from the beginning.

– Let's go bro! Stand up!

– Kick the ass of that God!

– You can't think of losing bro!

Present in the front row were all his friends from Thessaly: Antilochus, Ajax, Automedon, Stentor, Eumelus, Meriones, and Teucer. Among them stood out his best friend and his brother: Patroclus, who standing on a wooden box exclaimed loudly.

– Achilles! Stand up and kill that God! So we can go for some good drinks!

– … Patroclus…

The Greek took a deep breath, to get up again. He tightened the tourniquet on her stomach, and again spit out a lot of blood, then wiped it away with his hand.

– Blessed God of War… I'm not dead yet…

– I can see it… and I'm going to change it.

As soon as he finished speaking, Huitzi took the initiative and pounced, but the half-god acted with a Diomedean turn; dodged and sent the mexica God spinning to the ground.

– Yes! That's it!

– You are amazing, bro!

– Those guys are scandalous… – Cicno said under breath seeing to Achilles's friends.

– They're the closest friends of that half-god. – Telefo replied calmly – The least they can do is get a little crazy.

– … And it seems to work… – said Hector – This reminds me… when I killed one his friend and he took revenge.

Telefo looked at him, then let out a funny laugh.

– What a fool! Of all you remember, you had to stick with your worst mistake.

– The error brought down Troy, by the way. – Cycno also laughed.

Hector got very angry, while his brother, Paris, gnashed his teeth.

– Shut up.

After getting up, Huitzi began a hasty rain of fists without rest on the body of Achilles. The Greek raised his arms to use them as a shield to withstand this flurry of divine blows, even though his left arm was not in the best of condition.

The floor behind his feet gave way under the force of the impact generated by Huitzi, so he gradually lost support; though, his evil smile was slowly changing to one of satisfaction.

The half-god's head thought of ways to get out of that flurry of blows, while outside he responded with a similar gesture. In the grades his friends worried about seeing him give in to each blow.

– Get out there Achilles!

– Hit him in the face!

– Resist, bro!

Geir from her seat felt very powerless about it. Visualized in her memories the battle against Odin; at that time she served as a helpful tool, but now as a bystander she could do nothing.

– I'd like to… help you… – she barely murmured regretfully.

But other memories came to her, recent and past.

The fact Achilles lost his spear at beginning of fight; she could be dead by then. And the fight between Thor and Lu Bu; the similarity between the first rounds of Ragnarok washed over her immediately, so could only shake head.

– No. I can't help you as I'd like. I only have to… Leave my trust in you.

From her seat Athena screamed like a child.

– Pretty Achilles! Get out of there!

– Are you in favor of Achilles, daughter? – Zeus asked curiously.

– A little… The truth, quite… – confessed without discretion – He is my pretty Achilles. I can't be against he.

– I thought we already had discussed it.

– Daddy! Don't do that to me! – She began to argue with a very childish voice – Well, you're right; I trained him in person even though you said no, I made him a soldier for the humans even though was my responsibility take him to Olympus, and I helped him multiple times in the Trojan War even though I was forbidden to participate… But it's my pretty Achilles! I can't leave him at mercy!

Zeus didn't reply, just like the other 2 Greeks.

– I-It's as if Hercules was fighting and you told Ares shut up!

– But Hercules was in a fight like that… – the Greek spoke with regret when remembering it – He fought against an unscrupulous assassin!

– But she's right about something. You didn't shut up

– Will you give him the reason?

– I'm daddy's princess, of course I'm right! Get your spot Ares!

Achilles opened his defense, despite God's barrage of blows, to deliver a straight punch to the face that broke the balance of the fight.

– That's brother! – Patroclus exclaimed with a smile – Finish him off!

The Greek threw another punch with his right arm, but the god reacted first by backing away to avoid it.

And taking advantage of the moment, Huitzi gave Achilles a quick kic sent him away. The Southern Hummingbird scrambled back to its feet and without waiting landed a couple of blows to the Greek's face, knocking him back a great distance.

Achilles felt that wear and tear was already having a greater effect on him; spat out more blood than before, the pain in stomach more excruciating. He took a deep breath, and even saw his legs were shaking.

« Shit… I'm already reaching the limit. I… I don't know if I can continue… »

Patroclus could see it, and put hands to mouth to scream louder.

– You almost did it bro! Remember: 29 days out of 30!

Achilles listened his best friend, which inevitably brought a smile.

« Yes, I'm very tired and exhausted… but I'm closer… » shook his head in denial « I'm already at 29 of 30! I must continue to the end! »

Huitzi also expressed tiredness, although much less his rival. As had said before, it was the first time, since his match against Coyo, someone had put in trouble.

– Then you're already reaching your limit, half-god… – Huitzi smiled amused – Yes… This is getting tiring and tedious…

– I'm not the only one.

– We're tired, at the same time we can't beat each other so easily.

– What?! – Cuahui was surprised by those words – That half-god is more than 400 gods he killed!?

– Huitzi… – Coa showed concern on her face.

– So, half-god… – the God moved his limbs to accommodate himself – I already told you… I'm not going to lose this fight.

– Me neither… – Achilles took a deep breath and after brushing his hand from her several times, he unsheathed his last sword. – I'll finish you now!

– Achilles has taken his last weapon in arsenal! He's willing to finish the fight at once!

– Finally! – Athena exclaimed with a bit of annoyance – Until decides to use his latest weapon!

– Then everything will end. Here and now.

– I doubt it will end soon… but it'll end, well, it'll end! – Athena chuckled – Maybe I'll go see Achilles after leaves the arena, but the second fight will begin… And that will be exciting! By the way, daddy, can I ask you who will be second?

– We didn't discuss it when made the list. But… I think the Egyptians would like the second round.

– That can't be! Even though I heard Anubis finished off the emperor and his terracotta army, you must come up with a plan! So I'll be at the meeting to decide the second!

– As you say, daughter!

– So you'll use your weapon for the end…

Huitzi moved away a few feets until reached his shield, which was still lying on the ground where had dropped it.

– Achilles takes his sword and Huitzi responds with his shield!

The god placed the shield on arm and adjusted the straps to hold it steady, then took a defensive stance. Cuahui and Coa shouted from the stands.

– Brother! C'mon, you can!

– Son! Finish and come back to us!

Huitzi listened to the voices of his family, to which a feeling of joy was instilled within him. In his seat Thor let out a wide smile.

– The… The last exchange between these fighters.

Syf yawned openly and crossed a leg to support her left arm and chin at same time.

– It's always like that… – Syf took Thunder Berserker's arm – After his battle in Ragnarok, only has fights and blood on his head, inside those curls… I think I shouldn't keep supporting him.

– B-But, mrs. Syf! You can't say such things in front of Lord Thor!

– Did he pays attention to me? I could divorce right now and he wouldn't know it.

Huitzi ran tongue over teeth and went wild again.

– Excellent! Let's advance to our end, half-god!

– As you like!

With the edge of the sword in front, Achilles responded by also attacking from the front.  Sword and shield met, and with a metallic sound the clash occurred.

Patroclus and friends knew Achilles very well; from the way he tightened the sword on God's shield, they all knew he was betting what little had left to finish the fight.

Coa and Cuahui saw in the Mexica God the bloody feeling they already knew beforehand arise; his sixth sense as Blood Demon.

Achilles' sword collided repeatedly in God's defense, seeking the opportune moment to hit something other than shield; the God for his part was careful of the weapon of his rival, also trying to find an opening to hit him.

They were in a very similar situation for both fighters: no matter how hard hit, they had no opening against each other.

Wrapped up in that exchange, Achilles couldn't help but remember his me before taking the ambrosia. Then something lit up inside of him.

« Yes, everyone is right… I must win this fight, whatever it takes!

» Back then, I set out the dream of being the soldier who can protect Thessaly and fight on its behalf with pride, but...

» But today is something else… »

In the stands of humanity the spectators did not faint; of course his friends were the most excited.

« Today… Today I've become something much bigger than that! More I have to do… More I set out to do… My ultimate goal! »

The Trojans too became excited and supported the half-god with loud voices.

– It would be a pity if you lost after humiliating me, Achilles! – Hector shouted with conviction, while he got up from his seat – You better not lose! You owe me a rematch, half-god!

Achilles, too, was able to perceive the divine voices addressed to him; his teacher and his leader.

– Pretty Achilles! You can't think about losing!  – Athena exclaimed with emotion combined with arrogance – You will make a fool of me!

Geir unconsciously began to cry; as soon as realized wiped her eyes to see more clearly, and then express her emotions.

– Come on Achilles! You can! You can!

– Ahhh!

Achilles' subsequent blows were stronger than previous ones;  Huitzi realized this, especially because felt more effort to receive them through the shield.

The Greek's body was soaked with sweat from his own body and opponent's one. Inside, felt his heart burn in a way he'd only once in his life experienced.

But that feeling was different. Now his heart burned with the fervent feeling of pride that concluded…

« Now, I am the soldier of all mankind! And it's for my entire race… for these 7 million years… I will win this fight! »

On the other hand… in the past that feeling was a terrible…

HATE.

Achilles buried his sword in the God's shield and almost immediately launched a direct punch with other hand, a blow different from the previous ones:

That blow destroyed God's shield, so he flew it several feets back. Also, the impact fragmented the armor he had left, from waist to chest; the divine metal sins flew to the ground and layer escaped by the shock wave.

Heimdall, the first to notice this change in Achilles, completely freaked out.

– That… that is…!

Athena noticed as well, but instead of freaking out, she smiled a somewhat terrifying statement.

– How cute… Hahaha ♡!

Ares and Hermes were confused, unlike Zeus who was also in the mood.

– You also saw it daughter.

– Too bad uses it now… But it means he has already lost mind and only wants to kill Huitzi!

– Oh? So you talk about "THAT"… – Hermes also realized what they were talking about, and his face drew a smile.

Ares was the only who didn't understand. But, after taking a quick look at memories, an event from the past immediately came to him.

A 5000 years ago fact, when descended to Thebes city to give them a divine punishment.  He remembered the boy who stood in front of the door to keep him out, risking his own life to drink ambrosia. In particular, the pair of eyes were drawn moments before Zeus descended to finish the fight.

Then understood, as Heimdall spoke into his stammering horn.

– I-In a single blow, Achilles sent Huitzi f-flying… and destroyed his own armor…!

– That's it…!

While Paris was scared to notice it, Hector smiled with great emotion, standing out among all the Trojans.

Geir had risen in surprise; she could only let out a sigh of fear, as he closed his eyes.

– Achilles, you've already reached that point. D-Don't lose…

The half-god breathed heavily leaving behind thick clouds of smoke… as the dust kicked up by his blow slowly dissipated.

Huitzi was confused and surprised by that strong blow; but as soon as got up and saw rival, his expression changed. Again felt a great thirst for blood running through his body.

– Finally… I can fight against the monster you are… "God"…

Achilles gave Huitzi an irrational look, with eyes black except for the golden irises.  Athena smiled excitedly with a blush of excitement on her cheeks.

– My pretty Achilles… the power runs through your veins has awakened… the “Wrath of Achilles”.

– Wrath of Achilles?

– When trojans killed the best friend of my pretty Achilles, he went to Troy and fought against his murderer, until killed him with one blow. To do this, used the strength of ambrosia in the form of anger at his thirst for revenge.  That's "Wrath of Achilles".

– The only time he has used it – said Hermes – And to think he would use it against a God.

– And not only that… but the best… – Athena closed her eyes very excited – Achilles has become a God! Kyaaah!

Achilles' body was red; not 'cause of blood, but his skin had that color in a soft tone. Sweat evaporated slowly, and veins were marked in each part of his muscles, in addition to heart beating very strongly.  Achilles gasped as he looked down at himself.

« My body… is using this power, although… I don't feel the same as that day. » The half-god clenched his fist resolutely « Very well. Let's go to the next level. »

Huitzi, unlike the fear in the stands, kept his amused, bloody smile.

– I can feel it. You are no longer a half-god.

– Then you know what I can do!

– Better for me! I'm an expert when it comes to killing gods!

Huitzi flung himself at Achilles excitedly; the Greece let out a cry of anger and responded to the deity with a straight punch, which was the same as his opponent did. Thus both ended in a knuckle shake.

– The wrath… of Achilles… – Trojan soldiers murmured, remembering the one time Achilles used it.

– That was his… last power…

– Yes. When I killed his friend, he used that anger to finish me off… – Hector clenched his fist with a gloomy look – My years of experience, the lands I conquered for Troy, my riches… Everything! Everything went to shit when Achilles aroused his wrath against me!

– Brother…

– But… Right now I can only feel emotion! – shouted with a smile of emotion – I'll be able to see it again! The fervent spirit of the Greek furious warrior!

Telefo looked at him scared.

– You're crazy, masochist.

Patroclus was very surprised to see him like this, while the others did not seem the same way.

– That's it…

– The trick he used to avenge your death, bro! – Ajax exclaimed with a smile – He did that to kill Hector.

– So is! – The others smiled proudly – ​​Now we can delight ourselves with Achilles being a fucking madman!

Everyone seemed so excited about it, that scared Patroclus (since he was the only one who never saw him like that in life). Then he looked back at the sand.

– That… that's not hurting my brother!?

– Ours – Automedon corrected.

– We have no idea.  He only used it once, and I think afterward passed out… - Antilochus asked curiously – Why the sudden concern?

Patroclus had frustration in his eyes.

– Me….  I was the first to die of us. I just want… I want to get back with him… I want to get back with him, like old times!

Meriones and Eumelo laughed.

– Don't worry! We want too!

– He can do it! – Automedon smiled next to Teucro – He has what it takes to win. His head, the ambrosia, Athena's training, and… our confidence!

– Have you stopped trusting our brother?

Patroclus thought about it, but he shook his head.

– Of course not… Who do you think you're talking to, if not Achilles' best friend?

– That's the attitude!

In her chair, Geir's eyes were closed and he jumped in fear as soon as phone rang.

Immediately took the device and, moving away from the stands, she attended the message had come. As soon as saw it was from her sister Hlökk, got scared.

" Where are you? We've been looking for you for 3 hours."

Instantly her stomach growled and Geir realized.

« It's right… I haven't eaten anything since last night. I was so busy with this I didn't even… eat what we prepared on the trip… » She also felt embarrassed by that sound.

Began to think of some excuse so no one would know of her whereabouts, but moments later another message arrived.  Now from Hrist, and because of its content, it was definitely 'who trembles with anger'.

" You are not in your room. WHERE ARE YOU? "

– Ahhhh! – she screamed in fear as felt her furious sister close to.

She wanted to think again, but got nothing; decided to turn off the device so as not to receive any more messages and return to the stands.

– You can win Achilles! – A new motivation touched her heart with those words – For humanity and to take care my sisters!

The Greek threw punches with a closed fist, with a power superior to the previous one;  this showed how his anger increased his strength as an exponent.

But now the reaction of the God was different from the previous one: he no longer received the blows, but dodged most of them or decided to receive one or the other using his divine strength.

The hero landed a right blow to the God which he dodged without any problem; blow that struck the ground and left a crater. Taking advantage of the low defense, Huitzi drove a left arm fist into Achilles' face, sending it several feet away from him.

– Both opponents' punching power has… greatly increased, so their styles have also changed! They are fighting with more than have shown!

« What the fuck?… »

According to the Norse's words, Achilles confirmed what his body had felt with that blow; had also been confused by the God's sudden change in strategic ability.

« Increased the force of his blows… In an instant! Not to mention he don't take my hits directly anymore… »

– Surprised? – the God smiled with great murderous instinct – I don't need to contain myself anymore, with you like me!

– Has he been fighting with strength… contained? – Telefo was scared to hear that.

– But has fought so aggressively!  – exclaimed Cicno – No, it has to be a joke!

Patroclus was scared more than before, like his friends.

– Achilles! Hold on a little longer!

The Mexica reached Achilles, and instead of fists put his head in to hit like a bull. The Greek received the impact fully, especially in the wound to stomach caused him to cough up a lot of blood. Then the god dragged his rival like a wild animal.

But Achilles didn't stop, but began to hit God's body with all the strength of his arms, to stop him.

In the stands of the Gods, everyone changed their expressions seeing their king more aggressive than before. Even Coa left her sad countenance for a more outgoing and optimistic one.

– C'mon son! Defeat him!

– Brother! You can kill him!

– Ahhhh! – Increasing his attack speed, Achilles hit God's body like shrapnel.

And, in the midst of the emotion, the Greek's body continued to change with the passing of the fight; Achilles' fists released so much heat on contact with his skin all the sweat and blood evaporated almost instantly, revealing each blow released his own amount of smoke.

– Achilles releases smoke and steam as if they were burning!

Shiva, who for most of fight had a serious countenance, stood up from his seat as soon as noticed.

– That is…

– Take this!

His left arm hit God's face, managing to stop him and push him away. Then Achilles went completely still, with his arms raised which emanated so much heat to the degree that his skin turned a deep red.

– Ahhh! – Athena let out with a childish glow – My pretty Achilles is hot!

– Can he does that!? – Ares asked scared.

– Of course! That time Achilles used his anger, I decided to investigate it further to which I drew many conclusions. His body heats up from the emotional fervor combined with the ambrosia, to the point of combustion. The previous occasion didn't come to that, but now… His fists have turned into hot depressions of indestructible steel!  He's using the ambrosia's power to the fullest!

– That… could Hercules have done it?

 – Maybe. But he was so self-righteous for his emotions to be shaken that degree. – complemented Hermes – His spirit would have been humiliated for him to do that.

– Of course, my pretty and sexy Achilles will give me the pleasure of seeing this!

The half-god, with his fists almost engulfed in flames, turned his gaze until found the place where had destroyed the Mexica's shield;  there could observe his lying sword still intact. And without thinking ran towards that place.

– Achilles runs in the opposite direction to Huitzi!

The god got up and seeing Achilles running began to chase him excitedly.

– Do not run away, "God"! I'm not done with you!

The half-god arrived and at one point took the sword with his right hand, turning around the moment heard Huitzi close to him. Just a few feet away could see the God of War closing in fast, making the same lunging motion.

– Huitzi will attack Achilles again with his body!

– Hey bro! Don't be an idiot and get out of there!

Humanity cried out to Achilles as the God approached even faster. The Greek fixed his gaze on Huitzi and took a deep breath, releasing a stream of steam and smoke as well as a smile.

– Okay… Let's do a second try.

Took his sword by the tip of the handle to point the blade forward, and settled in offensively, his left arm as a shield still with wound and his right with sword. Patroclus saw it and together with friends were greatly moved.

– He will! He'll do it again!

Huitzi came within half a 3 feets of Achilles, with arms and head ready to attack violently, but the half-god was the first to act.

– King's Javelin!

Using the sword as a spear, Achilles raised and directed the weapon with all might towards God, specifically at head to cut it down once and for all. Due to the great heat emanating from hand, the weapon turned red and gave off steam as it moved along with a burning flame rose up, like a torch.

The God, seeing what his opponent was doing so quickly, could barely move his head to dodge the most significant damage.

But couldn't help most of it.

The sword continued to plunge into the deity's left shoulder, and follow its path with a deep cut; accompanied with the sword heat and the flame, which left a cloud of smoke, it burned and cut Huitzi's body from shoulder to waist.

The Mexica, feeling the great heat with the pain, could only release a piercing scream as he kicked Achilles to remove it. Even so, the damage was already done, so it contracted in response to such a blow.

In the stands, everyone fell silent at this violent attack. Coa was so shocked she could barely let out a cry of despair along with the tears of a desolate mother.

– MY SON!!

For their part, humans slowly let go of their visual impact and proceeded to shout in celebration. Patroclus clapped his arms up

– That's how it's done bro!

– He's our Achilles! – The other boys supported in chorus – Kill that god until suffers!

– So splendid, Greek hero! – Hector also smiled excitedly – ​​This is how a fight should be!

– T-This is incredible and… terrifying! Achilles has cut and burned Huitzi, almost splitting him in half!

– Like… Raiden…

Shiva remembered the Kritti Vasasu, burning claw of tiger, which he had thrown at the sumo wrestler, 1000 years ago, which was also capable of burning the body of his opponent.

– My pretty Achilles! – Athena exclaimed very excited – He's attacking more aggressively than I thought!  You make me excited~!

– And… Huitzi is… – Ares was very surprised and scared to see the god burned that way. Hermes sighed uncomfortably.

– If this continues, we'll have our first loss.

– You all  mistakenly believe that… – Zeus commented with a mischievous laugh – Mexicas don't fall, not even dead.

– I hope you put up with that, blessed God of War! – Achilles' fists lit up and smoke began to emanate from his body.

On his part, Huitzi touched with great difficulty the hilt of the weapon, still boiling and dripping with his blood, was still stuck in his body. The gods from other realms had become frightened and began to murmur about what had just happened.

– Huitzi… has he lost?

– Our first loss!

– We shouldn't have accepted this… They're going to kill us!

But the Mexica pantheon showed great pride and in all of them there were big smiles of amusement.

– That's nothing for Aztlan king!

– Huitzi, the God of War, won't fall with that simple cut!

– The God who killed 400 can handle more than one burn!

– Win! Win! Win!

Huitzi kept looking at head of the weapon on his waist with silence and calm movements, until uttered a terrifying sound in the ears of the Greek hero.

– Hahaha…

A laugh… of devil.

– What?

– Hahahahahahaha! – He looked up with a laugh full of madness, reflecting in his eyes something that Achilles did not expect: hate and pleasure – This is… So fucking exciting!

 – What?!

Mexica gods increased their clamor with emotion. Huitzi grabbed the hilt of the sword, and in a single movement ripped it from his body even though it expelled a lot of blood to the ground.

– Ouch! Huitzi tore out the weapon as if it were a simple splinter!

– HAHAHAHAHAHAHA… I have so much fun with you, "God"!

Huitzi went to the edge of the sword and licked the blood off it, even though the weapon was still very hot.

– Not even my fucking sister's bitch has managed to get to this point; the point where I'm so thirsty for blood! I must tell you make me more proud than I expected. A human has managed to get me several smiles… But now things will be different…

Huitzi flashed an evil blood smile, and with a devilish look he turned to the half-god as tossed the sword to ground as if it were a toy.

– This is why I'm the Blood Demon. The more blood I have at my disposal… the more you will regret having faced me…

The next chapter will be the end of first round, so… Who will you support?

   #TeamAchilles

   #TeamHuitzi

Publication Date: 03/31/22
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Author's note: For convenience of reader, the Aztec mythology characters' names have been abbreviated. The abbreviations used are the following:

  ▪ Coa – Coatlicue

  ▪ Coyo – Coyolxauhqui

  ▪ Cuahui – Cuahuitlicac

  ▪ Huitzi – Huitzilopochtli

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