Eratz moved forward, each step heavy and deliberate, his aura seeping from him in thick, dark waves that spiraled out across the arena.
The ground seemed to tremble beneath him, and the stands erupted in gasps and murmurs as the energy rippled through the air.
Gabriel stood his ground, fists clenched, his eyes narrowing as he took in the ominous approach.
"So, you're finally going all out?" he called, his voice steady but tense.
Eratz's grin widened, a glint of pure intensity in his eyes.
"That's all I'm asking for," he replied, his voice a low, resonant growl.
He raised his hand, and unleashed a wave of energy that swept over the arena like a storm, shaking the very foundation.
People in the stands rose from their seats, some clutching each other, caught between awe and terror.
Victoria, watching from her vantage point, felt a rare shock settle over her face, unable to look away from the display of sheer power.