Dio Army Summon

"Give it up, Dio... You've lost."

"Have I?" Dio pulled off his own helmet. Although all the air had been sucked out of this room moments prior, it seemed more was already being pumped in, and when Dio exposed himself, he had no difficulty breathing. He tossed his head and his hair shimmered around him. "No, I think I'm only just 'beginning'. You have something that 'belongs' to me, Obi-Wan Kenobi... I desire it."

Something that belongs to him? Kenobi only had to think a moment before he remembered the stone mask, which he had held on his person for safekeeping ever since he recovered it on the ship.

"I am afraid I cannot allow you to have it, Dio." Kenobi shook the last of his aches away and assumed a fighting stance. "You have no more weapons, Dio. Give it up! You must see this endeavor is hopeless."

"No more weapons...? But I still have this 'epic'... The Iliad!"

Dio plunged his hand into the open book. Kenobi rushed forward but Dio had already drawn another Greek fighter, not Achilles, yet still agile enough to deflect Kenobi's first blow before the lightsaber sliced through him. By that time, Dio had manifested another warrior—and another—and another, more and more pulled from the pages of the book, swiftly filling the expansive throne room, spawning faster than Kenobi could cut them down.

They surrounded him. They wielded simple spears and swords and no one of them could match his skill. But together, as a unified army, they charged and overwhelmed him.

- Voeltz Round 3