B is a villain whom A has been fighting against for a long time. One day, when A was patrolling the city, they caught a glimpse of a familiar silhouette in the crowd.
“Gotcha this time,” said A to themself as they leapt off the edge of the building they were perching on, fists closed, ready to strike as they plummeted towards the earth.
B turned in astonishment as the crowd around him gasped and muttered A’s name. They had not expected to meet their arch-nemesis here. Rage boiled inside of them as he tensed up, ready to meet their blow.
“Never expected to see you here,” said B with a grin. “We can finish our duel.”
Sparks flew in A’s hands as the crowd ran in every direction, as if a drop of detergent landed in a basin of oil.
“Still haven’t forgotten the time you destroyed my base,” muttered A under their breath.
B caught his words. For a moment, they seemed at a loss of words. “What?”
“Don’t play dumb with me,” growled A. “I know what things you did.”
B’s eyes widened in rage. Right then, A caught an expression they never thought would appear on his face: shock. Looking offended, B spat, “Says the one who started all of this. You demolished a whole city last time.”
It was A’s turn to stutter for words. Now when they came to think about it, they both were accusing each other of crimes they both deny themselves doing. Either they were hallucinating, or…
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