The battlefield trembled beneath the weight of their blows.
Aamir and Shamrock's fists collided like colliding meteorites, each impact sending out shockwaves that split the ground and cracked the sky. The air screamed from the force; dust and energy exploded outward with every clash, throwing weaker soldiers to their knees.
The Vampire Lords, who had been battling Zalmic's forces nearby, froze for a moment just to watch. The sheer intensity of the fight was unlike anything they had seen.
Zalmic's face darkened as he clenched his jaw. "This… this isn't just a duel. It's a battle of death. Whoever loses here will vanish completely."
Sparks of crimson energy coursed across Aamir's body, his Titan Pulse amplifying his every move. Shamrock, the werewolf champion, towered with bulging muscle, his golden fur bristling with rage. His claws glistened like blades as he roared, slamming forward once more.
Their fists met again, a crack of thunder ringing through the skies.
