Darok & Juro (thinking): I WON'T LOSE.
The battlefield held its breath as two monsters prepared to unleash hell.
Juro lashes out—Darok slips to the outside, snatches Juro's arm, and counters with a straight right to the nose, thrown with his full power.
THUD!!
Juro's head snaps back, blood spraying from his nose like mist under the lights.
Darok doesn't stop—he flows forward, hooking Juro's arm and slamming him to the ground with brutal Kudo technique.
The earth shakes, dust rises, and Darok crashes down two hammering punches onto Juro's face with bone-cracking force.
For the very first time—even after tanking thousands of punches in his life—Juro's guard falters. His head rocks with each blow, his vision swimming.
But the iron juggernaut forces himself up, breath ragged.
Juro wipes the blood dripping down his face, a faint grin breaking through the crimson.
Juro: "That's why they call you… the monster."
Darok's expression remains calm. Deadly calm. The air around him grows heavier, suffocating, as though the ground itself feared him.
Darok steps in with an uppercut—but Juro pivots sharply, driving his fist into Darok's liver.
CRACK!
Darok's eyes widen. He coughs blood, his body folding slightly.
Darok (thinking): "He's targeting my vital points… with full strength."
Darok snarls, grabs Juro's head in a clinch, and swings a brutal knee at his gut—
but Juro blocks it with both arms, the force still shoving him back a step.
Juro (thinking): "He's a dangerous one…"
Juro sweeps Darok's legs—Darok slams onto the ground.
THUD! The impact echoes.
Juro drops a heavy punch to finish him—
but Darok rolls away in a flash and springs back to his feet, dust trailing off his shoulders.
Darok (thinking): "Close call."
The two titans lock eyes.
Juro grins, lips bloody.
Juro: "Hey… you're good, y'know."
The battlefield falls silent again, waiting for the next storm.
Chapter 84 End