Mighty Musk do battle with Zuckerberg the Giant, in prehistoric times

The savanna buzzed with excitement as Elon of the Tesla Tribe faced off against Mark of the Facebook Clan in a fight to the finish.

Shirtless and armed only with stone clubs, the tech titans circled each other warily. Elon flexed his muscled arms coated with mud and ochre paint. Mark rubbed ash on his chest to showcase his protector spirit totem, the blue thumbs-up sign.

"My electric mammoths will trample your tiny social network to dust," taunted Elon. Mark growled and shook his fistful of poke-marked stones.

The tribal elders signaled the start of combat. With primal screams, the two charged at each other in a whirling blur of dust and fury.

Elon walloped Mark with his club, but the crafty Mark evaded using the slick "meta-verse" move. Mark tried to put Elon in a headlock, but got flipped onto his back by Elon's Neuralink mind tricks.

The epic match raged for hours without a clear winner. Finally, exhaustion set in. Collapsing in a heap, the tech tycoons wheezed for air. The elders declared a truce.

"You fight good...ugh, for pasty cave nerd," grunted Elon. "Yeah well, your electric mammoths are pretty cool...for an emerald mine heir," Mark conceded.

The two limped off together dreaming of future innovations like wheel, agriculture and dial-up internet. And thankfully without tweeting (X’ing more precisely) inflammatory remarks afterwards!