Dynast vs Santa

Greg: Greetings everyone and welcome to the Chaos Zone. Aerie's still a little busy so I'm lending a hand at the announcer's booth. I am Greg Etter, also known as Imperial Mog from around the Internet. As usual, the Hellmaster's also announcing our fight so I'll hand it over to him while I beat Lina to the concession stands.

Hellmaster: OK this fight is between the two beings of the North Pole. Dynast Grausherra versus Santa Claus. In the blue corner, the Dark Lord of the North, Dynast Grausherra.

*"You're as Cold as Ice" plays in the stadium as Dynast enters to the hollers of fangirls with Sherra taking the lead in doing the wave. Dynast then adjusts his armor while practicing his swordsmanship*

Greg: *runs back to booth while carrying giant platter of nachos and a 2 liter bottle of soda all while dodging fireballs from an angry Lina Inverse for taking all of the nachos* Well now, in the red corner it's he's the one who knows if you've been bad or good, the one, the only Santa Claus!

*"Here Comes Santa Claus" plays in the arena while Santa enters in his sleigh while doing his traditional laughter*

Santa: HO HO HO *unfortunately someone else starts up*

Nahga: O-HOHOHOHOHOHO

*The horrific sound causes Santa's reindeer to act very frightened and evacuate the arena*

Greg: Make it stop, in the name of L-Sama make it stop!

Phibby: Can do! *pulls soul-orb out and crushes it which causes Nahga to drop dead*

*Audience cheers loudly as the laughter ends*

Phibby: How do you think Santa will fare against a Dark Lord?

Greg: Don't know, but he does have a "bag of holding" so anything's possible. But now let the fight begin.

Dynast: You're going down, fat boy.

Santa: Try me frosty.

Dynast: You asked for it, Dynast Brass. *lightning bolts close in on and hits Santa, but is unscathed from the attack*

Dynast, Phibby, Greg: What! How can that be?

Santa: HO HO HO, I'm wearing a rubber suit so lightning attacks are useless.

Dynast: Grrrr now I'm angry. Sherra your presence is needed.

Sherra: Yes Dynast-sama.

Santa: Very well, I bring out my minions. Come on out elves.

*out of Santa's bag appears hundreds of elves with matching green clothes*

Phibby: How does he do that?

Greg: As I said, he basically has a pocket-dimension in that bag so there's infinite space there.

*Xellos mysteriously giggles and leaves with a smirk on his face*

Dynast: Go, attack those elves and turn them into Mazoku so we can have more minions then I will rule as the new Santa. A HA HA HA HA.

Sherra: Yes sir! *she jumps into the fray of elves that are only waist-high on her* Take that elf-boy.

*The elves start turning into Mazoku by the effects of her sword, but they don't change as expected*

Phibby: What? This is just too weird.

Greg: Nothing's too weird for this place, but it seems that all of the elves have turned into little chibi-Xellos'.

Sherra: Grrr, I'll get that little fruitcake for switching my sword. *leaves in search of him*

Greg: I gotta ask, what am I getting this year as presents?

Army of Chibi-Xellos': *turns heads while lifting hundreds of fingers* That is a SECRET. *everyone sweatdrops*

Santa: Now's my chance for victory while everyone's distracted. HO HO HO *swings a fruitcake which isn't Xellos but the real one at Dynast while he's staring at the Chibi-Xellos'*

*WHAM, Dynast falls on the ground unconscious*

Phibby: Well, it looks like Dynast got nailed by a pastry and is out.

Greg: Not surprising since it is a very dense object.

Sedalia: *runs in the arena* I'll bring you back to health Dynast. *carries him off towards her room full of bishonen*

Greg: *facefaults* Well now, there we have it so see you next time in Aerie's Chaos Zone Battle arena.

Winner: Santa Claus