With a world-shuddering impact, the two titanic fists met at a single point in existence, the power behind each punch simply too staggering to measure as space shattered before them. Both of their hands immediately burst apart from the damage caused by their respective punches.
But neither of them stepped backwards. With their right hands out of commission, their left hands moved without pausing or waiting for instructions. The same power, the same force, the same style. A Light-enhanced fist met a Destruction-enhanced fist.
Another thunderous explosion rang out, devouring everything within a two million kilometre radius as their left hands tore apart, their fingers and flesh reduced to mangled remnants, blood splattering through the air.
But neither man cared about the pain. They had both turned into animals who saw nothing but the defeat of the other, and they wouldn't stop until one of them fell completely.
