The circular stone arena crackled with residual energy as Rudra and Orion squared off, muscles coiled, eyes locked.
Armored fist had met greatsword and sent a wave of Ki flaring throughout the entire arena!
"Woah~" Selene beamed as she felt their power making her hair flutter in the air.
Rudra and Orion gritted their teeth as each tried to force their attack to go through.
A few seconds passed and they separated, staring one another in the eyes with determined expressions.
The silence before the storm was almost holy.
Orion held his greatsword loosely, blade pointed downward, his weight shifting with each breath.
His calm gaze scanned Rudra's posture—noting the relaxed shoulders, the slightly lowered center of gravity, the way his gauntlets gleamed with faint heat.
'He's not just a brawler like I had initially thought. He's skilled,' Orion analyzed, taking this more seriously.
Rudra exhaled slowly, letting the heat of the clash settle into his muscles.
