Battle Result: Winner: Seong Gi-hun Seong Gi-hun’s experience in the gruesome Squid Games forged him into a survival machine—a true warrior of battle. His power, combined with solid guard skills, made him tough to break down. While Mr. Happy might be fast and have magic power, he couldn’t outmatch Gi-hun's leadership and teamwork skills when it came to a real fight. In a wild showdown, the clown’s tricks weren’t enough to take down a hardened survivor who faced death multiple times and emerged victorious against all odds. --- Battle Scene: The Showdown In a deserted cityscape, two heavyweights stood a few yards apart, ready for a showdown. The sun hung low on the horizon, casting fierce shadows between them. "Listen up, clown," Seong Gi-hun growled, his eyes narrowing on Mr. Happy. "This ain’t a game anymore. You think those balloons can save you?" Mr. Happy, grinning beneath his colorful makeup, bounced lightly on his feet. "Oh, but you underestimate the power of joy, my friend! You see these balloons? They can hold the weight of dreams and the essence of surprise!" He somehow found a way to twist a balloon into a sharp blade with a smirk. Gi-hun chuckled darkly. "Make all the jokes you want, but I'm standing here for a reason. I've beaten death; I've pulled through pain. You’re just a sad clown trying to catch the wind." With a sudden burst of speed, Mr. Happy tossed a series of balloons at Seong, each exploding with a puff of bright confetti. "Surprise!" he squealed, cackling. But Gi-hun, anticipating the move, dodged effortlessly, showing off his quick reflexes. "Nice try, but I’ve dealt with sharper foes than you." Fueled by determination, he charged at Mr. Happy, his hardened fists ready to strike. The clown’s laughter turned to panic as he realized the ground rules were set by someone far tougher than he ever conceived. With an earth-shattering punch, Gi-hun knocked the balloon blade aside and sent the regal clown sprawling. "I get it now," Seong said, towering over Mr. Happy. "You’re just a puff of air." He narrowed his eyes. "I’m the storm." Mr. Happy scrambled up, defiant but trembling, "You can't just knock away happiness! I’ll make you smile yet!" As he conjured another balloon, Gi-hun stepped in and with a swift movement, ended the clown’s tricks with a grappling hold. "You’ll learn, buddy," Gi-hun said, tightening his grip. "In a real fight, laughter won’t save you." In that moment, Gi-hun showcased everything he had mastered through exile and bleakness—the fight wasn’t about joy, it was about survival. As Mr. Happy struggled against the hold, Gi-hun suddenly released him. "But you know what? You put up a fight—that’s something. Be happy about that." With one final punch that sent Mr. Happy crashing to the ground, Seong Gi-hun stood victorious, shaking his head with a weary but firm grin. "Next time, choose your opponents better." The sun finally dipped below the horizon, leaving crimson streaks in the sky, as the sound of victorious footsteps echoed through the empty streets.