That flower was making Phil crazy…so he went through, only to find himself…
"WHOA!!!" he yelled and ducked as a katana swung right over his head.
The flower had thrown him into the middle of a sword-fight. Phil crawled out away, turned, and watched as the man with the ponytail and the katana fought another with a broadsword, separating his head from his body in one sweep.
Phil thought he would be sick, but then lightning shot from the body of the dead man into that of the other.
"There can be only one," he said as he walked away.