The two stood opposite each other. The burly man, Korak, raised his hammer, pointing the head directly toward Nibo, taking a threatening, wide stance.
He shot a side glance toward Ryan, who stood watching with his arms crossed over his chest.
"I was slightly worried that the other guy would come face me, but seeing you... it seems my luck has turned good."
Nibo offered no reply, merely regarding the man with cold disdain.
Just then, a deep voice resonated from the speaker system mounted on the training ground.
"Duel rules are simple: no use of supplements. You are not allowed to kill your opponent; you must either knock them down or they forfeit. Once your back touches the ground, it is counted as a loss. There will be no interference except when absolutely necessary." The voice stated clearly, and the two participants nodded their heads in acknowledgement.
"If that is understood, you may now start!" the voice declared.
