With the two heads of Jormungandr split up effectively, and the bonus of the other instinctively looking to search for its companion, as any allied existence would do, the Phantom would be able to lure the both of them into his reality traps. Whilst the first head lashed out wildly, the Phantom would begin to alter reality within the Perceptual Reality Chamber to match the original parallel reality. "Shift!" he cried, wiping away the isolation between the entrance to the Perceptual Reality Chamber and establishing window like an open portal connecting to the original reality right before the eyes of the other head, as if suddenly looking into a mirror.

~Shift

A 'Reality Warping' technique involving the motion of a hand in the air, normally as a wave, wipe or simply an open palm, which causes Reality take a turn in a direction of the user's choosing.~

Upon eye contact, the Phantom's face would appear on the entrance, gazing the two beings in the eye and linking them both within the confines of the Perceptual Reality Chamber, thus extending the boundary line of the Perceptual Reality Chamber all the way around the second serpent. The first head of Jormungandr, being led in the direction of where he'd seen the Phantom's face, should have lashed out at the second head and attacked that one, passing straight through the image of the Phantom's face and into the extension of the Perceptual Reality Chamber. Now, the both of the serpents should have been in the same reality, yet not ever know that the other hadn't been present in reality at any time. It would look to be a simple perceptual error by Jormungandr not being able to see the other head momentarily, even though there was a lot more going on in the background.

The first head of Jormungandr, mouth filled with acidic toxins, would snap at the second head accidentally after trying to strike the Phantom's face that it had seen before and acknowledged as its enemy. With the friendly fire in its confusion, the second Jormungandr would instinctively consider the first Jormungandr to be its enemy and begin to lash back reflexively at the first in both pain and fury. Thus began Jormungandr's fight with himself, both serpents wrestling each other violently and thrashing about. There were no other targets around and they were already established as enemies to each other, with their animalistic instincts kicked in. There was nothing left for Jormungandr to do but fight himself to the death, and whichever one survived, if either, it would face the Phantom in battle.

The battle between the Jormungandrs was fierce and intense. Scales were ripped from their bodies with the scraping of their teeth along their flesh, they were each deeply pierced with the sharp tip of their long fangs, rather deeply at that, and gushing blood all about, which corroded the land. Eventually, they would fight till they sunk deep into the floor of the new pool of water, where they would be unable to be seen in the deep.

With the two Jormungandrs fighting inside of the Perceptual Reality Chamber, of which the Phantom in his entirety was as a reality, he would be able to watch over them from outside of the isolated reality whilst they wrestled each other into the water. "... Though I'd love to see which one of these dopes come out alive... I've got more pressing issues to attend to right now." On the outside of that reality, gazing down into it with a masked face smirking widely like a cheshire cat, the Phantom would snap his fingers and cry "Break!" The bead of reality that was within his fingertips would shatter immediately, destroying that reality and whatever was within it at the time.

~Break

Usually a gesture of clenching the fist tightly, causing the Reality of a large area to shatter and break into nothing where only The Phantom can reside as an anomaly, where he may commandeer that broken space and make it part of his own Reality as a Phenomenon.~

Both Jormungandrs would be no more, and the Phantom would be standing next to the Crystal City, which was completely safe and sound. "Well, that wrapped up nicely." The Phantom was glad it was over. He and many of his group had a bunch of other things to do in the Veritas, and right now, fighting these big and unnecessary creatures just isn't what he was trying to make as one of them. "Phantom Out," he'd say with a casual salute, as if ending a broadcast or transmission with the flickering out of his entire presence from the area. All anomalies and disturbances would suddenly settle and the air would become clear again.