But let’s talk about their fight dialogue for a second. Winifred says: "It’s you! You’re going to pay for your sins!" Oh, shut up, honey, you sound like the most two-dimensional revenge junkie of all time. Then Gwen says, “I shouldn’t waste time on a small fry like you”—and oh, my God, this is supposed to be a fierce battle, but it just sounds like they’re getting ready to debate the best type of cereal. Gwen thinks "killing’s just like hunting pigs"? What is this, some medieval Food Network? Give me a break, this is not the place for that kind of thinking. You’re both supposed to be pissed off at each other, not having an existential crisis in the middle of battle!

And the kicker? Whoever wins, they just walk away from the fight. That’s right, all that buildup, all the hate, and at the end, they’re just like, "Alright, we learned something, let’s go stop the big bad." Like, what’s next, a hug and a high-five? Good job, guys. You solved your deep-rooted issues by not fighting. This is the most anti-climactic "rivalry" ever. Where’s the satisfaction in that?

Final verdict:
What a trainwreck. This rivalry is predictable, cliché, and makes zero sense. The setup is forced, the payoff is even worse, and these two characters end up learning nothing valuable at all other than "hey, we're both kind of alike!" It’s like the writers took two characters with promise and decided to spend 10 years burying them in a pit of poorly thought-out backstory. If there was ever a case of a rivalry that could have been done right and instead went completely sideways, this is it.

So yeah, thanks, I guess, for the riveting fight dialogue, mind-blowing character development, and refreshing, “we’re not so different after all” moment. What a huge pile of steaming garbage. Next time, try having them fight over something that doesn’t make me want to flip the table.

Seriously, my brother in christ, take a writing class.