The Final Tournament Pt. 7: Splitting the Twins A tale of Female Martial Arts Supremacy by Kicked72 Death in the Afternoon The afternoon sun was shining high on Themyscira’s main Arena that day. It was shining on the marble columns and ivory engravings, on the honey-coloured skin of the beautiful and semi-naked Amazons who were gracing the terraces, on the humble sections occupied by the disenfranchised and unkept Barbarians, and on the epic and fierce proceedings of another seasonal tournament day of fights. As it had always been since the end of the Great War of the Sexes, it was another day that was destined to bring further glory and joy to the invariably victorious Amazonian race as well as to deepen and worsen the humiliation and the grief of the perennially defeated male Barbarian tribes. In the centre of the Arena, cheered and encouraged by the entire Amazonian crowd, Berenice the Face Flattener, a young oriental Amazon who had recently arrived in the Capital city from a myster...