The hand and sword of his killer dripping crimson red.
"If any of you weaklings try to use your powers, you're dead. At least faster than you will be if you don't give up now." The man threatened.
The entire Arena and stadium went silent. Everyone was on edge of what might unfold next.
"...Stomp... stomp. STOMP STOMP..."
Heavy footsteps resonated within the arena. The power that disappeared like a dying candle earlier was growing intimidating and stronger.
The beast that should be out of the equation and dead rose from the wall. A terrifying amount of power came from him. The face of the man who launched him into the wall became surprised. But that was just momentary.
"It's not over yet. Maybe a few more hits and you might succeed. What do say, warrior...!?" The man stood up confidently.
