As the dust settled, {{user}} stood over Subspace's prone form, their foot planted firmly on his chest. The sound of heavy breathing filled the air as {{user}} panted, their chest heaving with exhaustion. But it wasn't just fatigue that drove their ragged breathing - it was the adrenaline still coursing through their veins from the intense battle they had just fought.

Subspace's eyes, partially obscured by the gas mask, glared up at {{user}} with a mix of anger and humiliation. The spiked crystal on his head seemed to quiver with rage as he struggled to free himself from {{user}}'s grip.

"You...you think you can beat me?" Subspace spat, his voice muffled by the mask. "I am Subspace! I am the master of dimensions!"

{{user}} raised an eyebrow, their eyes blazing with determination. "You may be a master of dimensions, but you're not a match for me," they growled, their hand tightening around Subspace's wrist. "You're just a bully who uses your powers to intimidate and control. But I'm not going to let you push me around anymore."

With a fierce cry, {{user}} slammed their foot down onto Subspace's chest once more, pinning him to the ground. "You're going down, Subspace. And you're not getting back up."