The battlefield was no longer a warzone.
It was **a storm.**
Two fights. **Four titans.**
Each one pushing beyond their limits.
A *boom* shattered the air as **Ryan Jim's fist clashed against Idris' palm.** The shockwave tore through the battlefield, **ripping chunks of land into the sky.**
Both warriors slid back, their auras colliding in a violent **storm of pure energy.**
Idris smirked. **"Finally going all out, huh?"**
Ryan Jim's eyes burned. **Golden aura flared around him, twisting like a raging inferno.**
**Idris surged forward.** His black and silver aura wrapped around his body, forming a vortex of destruction.
Ryan Jim didn't hesitate. He leaped straight into the storm.
**Fists met. Legs clashed. Auras screamed.**
A single punch from Ryan shattered the sound barrier. **Idris weaved past it, striking with a counter-kick.** The impact **sent Ryan skidding back**, his boots grinding against the earth.
But **he didn't stop.**
He twisted mid-slide, flipping into the air, and **unleashed a downward axe kick.**
**BOOM!**
The moment his foot connected with Idris' guard, **the ground beneath them cracked apart—collapsing into a massive crater.**
**Idris coughed, but grinned.** "Not bad."
Then—**his aura spiked.**
The silver tendrils surrounding his body **condensed into his arms.** His muscles pulsed with unnatural strength.
**Ryan barely had time to react.**
Idris blurred forward, delivering a **devastating gut punch.** Ryan's body bent as the force sent him flying.
**But Ryan Jim wasn't done.**
Mid-air, **he twisted**, aura bursting from his back, and **propelled himself straight back toward Idris.**
His fist ignited with golden light.
**"YOU'RE NOT FAST ENOUGH!"**
Idris grinned, but this time—**his expression faltered.**
**Ryan's punch landed.**
**BOOOOOM!**
The force tore **through Idris' defenses**, sending **him crashing through multiple rock formations.**
Before he could recover—
Ryan **was already there.**
**He grabbed Idris by the collar, spun mid-air, and launched him downward.**
**Idris crashed.**
The battlefield trembled. **A massive dust storm erupted, blocking vision.**
For a moment—silence.
Then—**a low chuckle.**
The dust cleared.
**Idris was still standing.**
He wiped blood from his mouth, his eyes burning with challenge.
**"Damn, Ryan… You're actually making me excited."**
Ryan's aura flared again.
**"Come then."**
The fight was far from over
The air trembled.
Both warriors stood opposite each other, **their auras surging for the first time.**
Dain's **crimson aura** wrapped around him like a cloak of raw power. His entire body **radiated heat**, the ground beneath him melting.
Kiran's **azure aura** crackled, sharp as a blade, making the air **hum with electricity.**
No words.
No hesitation.
They moved.
**Faster than sight.**
**A clash—immediate and brutal.**
Dain swung a devastating right hook—**Kiran dodged, countering with a spinning elbow.**
**BOOM!**
The force sent shockwaves **ripping across the battlefield.**
Neither backed down.
**Dain ducked,** his aura shifting into his legs. **He launched upward with an uppercut—**Kiran barely blocked in time, but the impact sent him flying.
Before Kiran could recover—**Dain was already there.**
He grabbed Kiran's wrist **mid-air, spun, and hurled him straight into the ground.**
**CRACK!**
The impact left a **massive crater.** The battlefield shook from the sheer force.
But Kiran wasn't out yet.
**His aura intensified.**
Before Dain could press the attack, **a flash of blue energy exploded from Kiran's body.**
**Dain was forced back.**
The ground cracked beneath Kiran as he slowly rose, **eyes glowing an unnatural blue.**
**"I underestimated you, Dain."** His voice was calm, but his aura was **raging.**
Dain wiped blood from his mouth. **"That was your mistake."**
**They charged again.**
Punches met elbows. Kicks shattered the air.
The battlefield **couldn't contain them.**
**Rocks exploded, craters formed, the very sky seemed to tremble.**
Then—**in a single moment—**
They both stepped back.
**A pause.**
And then—**their auras surged to their absolute limit.**
The next strike **would decide everything.**