Red crimson hair and eyes, dusted with a little bit of grey, a sign of old age.
Lacerations and marks covered every inch of his body, running across his face, but through it all, one could see the unmistakably wide smile on his face.
He stepped out of the Void, both hands resting on the top of the staff.
Antares paused in his steps, his eyes furrowing a bit before they widened to their limit.
"Doragua!?" he called out loud in shock, but a bizarre scene happened in the next moment as Antares suddenly flashed forward with speed towards the old man.
His body jerked back as his fingers clenched into a fist before—
BOOOOOOOOM!
A powerful shockwave ripped through the air.
As if expecting the move, the old man also moved, his right hand shifting backwards, and then—
BOOOOOM!
A shockwave rippled outward as both fists clashed insanely against each other.
