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| Donald Trump vs Elon Musk |
Beneath a storm-lashed Las Vegas sky, where neon lights flicker like electric veins in the night, two titans prepare for battle. The thunder cracks above them—Donald Trump, clad in Ken’s fiery red gi, his expression carved in defiance, squares off against a steely-eyed Elon Musk, stoic in Ryu’s white uniform, embodying silent precision.
Between them, the slick pavement reflects the orange glow of fire-breathing Tesla robot dogs—mechanical beasts snarling with sparks as the rain pours around them. Behind the fighters, a stunned crowd parts the shadows, their faces frozen in awe, while stoic Secret Service agents in dark suits and shades stand like statues, guarding their charge with grim resolve.
Above, the familiar Street Fighter II energy bars frame the sky, locked at full power, the countdown halted at "99." The glowing "KO" pulses between them, suspended like destiny itself—inevitable, imminent. Lightning splits the night sky again as the battle for supremacy is about to begin… not just of fists, but of futures.
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