A high-intensity shockwave ruptured the fabric of reality as two fists collided with cataclysmic force. Then, just as swiftly, the fists parted, only to meet again. And again. And again. Blow after blow rained down in a flurry of motion, their hands blurring backward and forward with enough power to erase entire mountain ranges.
Beneath their feet, the earth screamed. Ravines split and tore open, unable to withstand the pressure of their movement, each streak of motion so rapid it mocked the concept of teleportation itself.
Then came a blast, flesh against flesh, followed by an echo that shattered the air like a war cry. The wind howled in agony, ripped apart by the collision of these two titanic calamities.
Fist met fist.
Speed clashed with speed.
Strength collided with strength.
And raw, unfiltered intensity met its equal.
