A heavy silence settled over the battlefield, lingering in the air like an unspoken conclusion that had yet to be acknowledged.
The violent explosion that had erupted moments earlier had already faded, but its impact remained deeply imprinted upon the arena. The once-stable stone platform was now fractured and uneven, with cracks spreading across its surface in jagged lines that told the story of the clash that had taken place. The air itself had not yet fully stabilized, as faint remnants of heat and broken wind currents continued to drift through the space, creating subtle distortions that shimmered under the arena's protective barrier.
At the center of this damaged battlefield stood two figures facing each other.
Neither of them moved immediately.
Neither of them spoke.
It was not hesitation that held them in place, but understanding.
Both sides knew that the battle had reached its final stage.
