Redeye staggered back several steps after taking Andrew's kick square in the abdomen. Despite his massive frame, he quickly regained his footing. Looking down, he saw the clear boot print dented into his armor before slowly raising his head, crimson eyes blazing with murderous fury.
"WAAAGH!!!"
The deafening roar exploded from behind his metal mask, and a surge of savage Waaagh! Energy swept across the battlefield. No longer holding back, Redeye charged like a rampaging beast, his enormous body tearing across the ground with enough force to crush anything in his path.
"Nani?!" Andrew's expression changed as he watched the numbers on his power-level detector climb wildly. "He took that kick head-on, and instead of getting weaker, his power level jumped from eighty to over a hundred?!"
"Are you about to say the detector's broken," Caleb asked flatly, half-lidding his eyes, "or that you somehow missed?"
"Shut up!" Andrew snapped, glaring at his brother. "I just learned a few Dragon Ball-inspired techniques. I'm parodying the series, not role-playing the Ginyu Force!"
While the brothers bickered, Redeye had already crossed the distance between them.
Just before colliding with Andrew, however, the Warboss suddenly twisted his body. Instead of attacking the man who had kicked him, he swung his power claw—large enough to crush a man's torso—in a vicious arc toward Caleb.
His reasoning was simple.
The weak were easier prey.
To an ork, strength determined status. During the brief exchange, Redeye had concluded that Andrew, who had boldly challenged him first, must be the leader. Caleb, standing quietly beside him, looked like the subordinate.
Naturally, the subordinate should die first.
The power claw howled through the air.
Caleb didn't flinch.
He calmly bent his knees and raised both hands, flowing into a standard Tai Chi opening stance.
The instant the massive claw entered striking range, reddish-orange flames ignited around Caleb's arms like living silk.
Instead of resisting the attack, the flames wrapped around Redeye's arm and guided its momentum aside. The devastating force slid harmlessly past Caleb, redirected into empty space as though swept away by flowing water.
Redeye's full-powered strike missed completely.
His enormous body lurched forward, briefly thrown off balance by his own momentum.
Now.
Caleb's eyes sharpened.
The hand that had redirected the blow naturally closed into a fist. Moving with deceptive slowness—yet arriving in an instant—he drove it into the exact spot Andrew had kicked moments earlier.
Bang!
The impact echoed like a cannon shot.
An explosive shockwave erupted inside Redeye's abdomen, launching the gigantic ork off his feet as though a speeding battering ram had struck him. Bones cracked beneath the armor, accompanied by the oddly familiar smell of roasted mushrooms.
Caleb lowered his fist thoughtfully.
"So Dragon Parry..." he murmured. "Kind of mediocre in Mortal Kombat. Surprisingly broken here."
He glanced at the ork lying several meters away.
"So this is what a power level above one hundred feels like? Doesn't seem that impressive."
"Power levels are just rough estimates anyway," Andrew replied casually. "They weren't reliable in Dragon Ball, and they're definitely not reliable in Warhammer."
He grinned.
"Why didn't you juggle him? Purify, launcher, air combo, Dragon Kick—leave him with one pixel of health."
"I used Dragon Parry."
Caleb gave him a deadpan look.
"Do I look like Fire God Liu Kang?"
Even while trading jokes, neither of them stopped moving.
Before Redeye could regain his footing, the brothers pounced together like wolves sensing wounded prey.
Andrew attacked first.
His movements blurred into afterimages as fists and kicks rained down from every direction. Every strike targeted the weak points in Redeye's armor—the joints, exposed seams, and damaged sections Andrew had already identified.
His relentless assault resembled a pack of wolves tearing apart a larger beast, each precise hit stripping away another piece of the Warboss's defenses.
Caleb fought the complete opposite way.
Where Andrew relied on speed, Caleb relied on overwhelming force.
His attacks came less frequently, but every punch and kick crashed down like a siege hammer. The impacts shook the ground, and even Redeye's thick armor couldn't absorb them completely. The crushing force traveled through the metal and into flesh, battering his internal organs with every hit.
Caught between the two brothers, Redeye was completely overwhelmed.
His raw strength meant nothing.
He couldn't catch Andrew's speed.
He couldn't withstand Caleb's crushing blows.
Reduced to instinct, he curled inward to protect his vital points, becoming little more than a gigantic punching bag as the brothers methodically dismantled him.
Their one-sided beatdown was interrupted by a desperate shout from the nearby Helldivers, who were barely holding back the advancing ork horde.
"How much longer are you two going to take?! We can't hold them forever! You can fly away whenever you want—but the rest of us aren't using Sky Dance!"
"Tch."
Andrew drove Redeye backward with another punch before stepping away.
"No choice."
He rolled his shoulders.
"Bro. Ultimate move."
Caleb sighed.
"You know... if you'd just brought a power sword, this would've been over five minutes ago."
Both brothers unanimously ignored that suggestion.
Andrew inhaled deeply.
His right fist drew back to his waist as his stance lowered. Every ounce of strength in his body condensed into a single point.
Then—
He exploded upward.
Spinning like a cannon shell, Andrew launched himself beneath Redeye and unleashed an uppercut that erupted like a volcano.
"Annihilation Shoryuken!"
The punch connected squarely with Redeye's jaw.
The colossal ork was blasted high into the air, helplessly tumbling skyward.
Caleb looked up.
His eyes lit with excitement.
"In this situation..."
A grin spread across his face.
"...it'd be a crime not to use Dragon Kick."
He kicked off the ground and shot upward, catching Redeye before gravity could reclaim him.
His right leg ignited in crimson flames, carving a blazing arc through the sky.
The kick struck Redeye's exposed abdomen with flawless precision.
For a heartbeat—
Everything stopped.
Then the force detonated.
With a nauseating tear of flesh and the thunderous crack of shattered bone, Redeye's body split cleanly in two.
BOOM!!
Green blood, shattered armor, mechanical components, and ruined organs erupted across the battlefield in a gruesome explosion.
Warboss Redeye died before he ever hit the ground.