An embracing scissor cut that sends vibrations through the ground- still Flam's guard was so strong that the cuts were pierced themselves. Raizon was shocked and nervous about his decisions. Even though the line up they had set was completely perfect, their stats were still far inferior than the champions. Another defence from Flam leaving him unshaken by the speed Shalon was showing. The sparks were clearly denoting the thrust he implied on the attack- but none were working. Whooosssshhh…. Another swift dive towards the champion with a huge hand extended to erupt the ground from its very core. The turquoise aura was clearly spreading around the ground as the extension of hands grew even further. Flam was amazed by the fighting style- clearly distributing each ounce of spectra in each cell was quite a fascinating thing at this level. Not just it boosts the spectral user but it also impairs the movement of the enemy. Shalon was setting up the stage slowly but steadily. Another swift move that Flam couldn't read and thus guarded with an all round shield over his body. Shalon was irritated by these repetitive defences and was thus trying to find one single flaw in the spectral guard that Flam was creating. Another strike that wasn't able to slice through the shield. The loop of defence and offence was still going on.
"What's next?" Goan turned to Raizon hoping for some plan that they had already discussed.
"That's all we can do- set up spectral energy throughout the arena and finally collect it for one decisive strike when Flam gives an opening" Raizon claimed.
That's when Matt collapsed trying to resist the tremendous strain on his body. Goan and Raizon didn't move but were stunned by the site as the medic came to the scene.
"I told you, why don't you quit all this. The strain on your body won't go anytime soon" the duo heard Hamock shouting.
The scene lost its spotlight by the tremendous blowout that spread on the arena. It was the time for Shalon to strike back as he diverted the turquoise spectra towards Flam. His shield trying to distribute defence all over the attack range finally got loop holes. A tiny crack was visible on the upper right edge which Flam tried to fill, but it was too late. Large turquoise spectra wrapped around the arm anxious to land scissor cuts. Piercing the shield through the crack the attack finally landed. Huge shockwaves spread throughout the arena obstructed by the spectral shield. Smoke all around with no clear vision of the battlefield.
"That Shalon guy is something else" Goan explained
"He is our golden boy at last," Raizon agreed.
The smoke was fading away and Shalon was clearly discernible. As the fade out extended further the scene was revealed- Flam was still standing but the impact surely had its effect. Tiny blood droplets on the floor and huge slash over his chest were visible even from the stands. But still his movements were clear and his eyes determined.
"What now Raizon" Goan was terrified
"It's time for the next stage of our plan" Raizon replied
And that's when Hamock interfered with "Raizon….. Matt is calling you".
Raizon's mindset went under huge change as he completely forgot about the match. He was more interested in knowing why an arena champion called him. Going through the corridor he slipped into the medical room.
"So you came" Matt said, just to make the environment a little less tense "I will keep it clear, I wanted to talk about little memories from my past".
"Sure….." Raizon was still confused.
"Have you met Patt?"
"Yes, I did in Ralvon"
"So you might have heard about his son"
"I did. He told me about his ownership over white tiger"
"Yes….. that's true. I thought Haus will be the one who will bring light on the spectra of the destroyer"
"Who's Haus?" Raizon asked
"You don't know who Haus was" Matt gave a huge laugh that obviously was painful due to his wounds "he is the son we are talking about. You didn't even ask his name….. haha….."
"I kinda forgot"
"It's been a while since I have laughed this much. Only that bastard made me in our old days" Matt explained "Do you know Raizon, he was quite similar to you. He was weak, not sure about what he was doing, always looking up to the strongest but still losing on each step of his life"
"Ha….." Raizon wasn't sure if it was a taunt
"But- no matter what happened he never stopped. And you know what? I learned something crucial that day. Those who don't know the limits humans have set are more bound to break them. Be the foolish creature you are Raizon and you will get what you want eventually" Matt gave a little sigh
"But here's more to it. According to the saying Haus was continuously repeating to me, I think you are meant to be the destroyer. It said that a day will come when the white spectra will summon its last user and that's when the destruction of a whole realm will be initiated."
"What does it even mean?"
"I don't know. If you ask me it sounds like a foolish fairytale, but when I dived deeper all I found was suffering. It was something gore, something much more complicated than what I could understand. And that's why I will instead hand over to you his book that he would read day and night. I tried to understand it but never could, nor was he able to break down the crucks completely. But see if it can help you" he said, offering the book which was old, rusty with a redhooded cover. And all that it had written over it was the title WORKSHIP THE DESTROYER.
"Shouldn't it be worship?" Raizon claimed.
"I asked him the same. But he never agreed to it saying it's perfect the way it is" Matt replied.
"Between, Why did you collapse all of a sudden?"
"Well even we had our own traumas and drawbacks after we lost against the Zigglers" Matt was serious "let it set inside your veins boy, they aren't the people you can mess around with. Nobody in the past 10 years was even close to victory against them. They are menacing and reckless and won't show mercy until every one of their opponents is close to never returning back to the arena".
"Well that's scary" Raizon said looking down at the book "but the stage is set for the new champions"
Hearing these words Matt closed his eyes and slept due to the anaesthetics. He was assured that these three would never lose their spirit no matter what happens. But he was still unaware about the plans unveiled in the shadows.
Butcher who was looking over the daily chores of the mansion heard the door bell ring. And that's when he rushed to the door hoping for some news from the master or junior. But it was a man masked and capped for disguise. Butcher seemed to know who the stranger was and thus extended his hand ahead. A plain curled note was assured in butcher's hand which seemed to be more of a warning.
Master is in Danger….. Hooligo on the move…..
It said.