Tournament of the Elite - Part 4

"Entertain me!" Kayla called out to her three terrified and shaking opponents that found it hard to make eye contact.

'Am I shaking?' the enemy leader thought to himself while inspecting his hands. 'How? Why am I shaking? I am a special S ranker, there's no need for me to fear a B ranker no matter how strong they are! 

'Yes she's just a B ranker! She is nothing! I am strong! I am strong and mighty, but why… 

'Why the hell?! My body, I order you to move! Attack! Attack her!! She's weak!' Yet, he could not move a single step. He was barely keeping his lungs functioning.

He had always depended on his special power that he had never expected a day where he'd have to fight using his fists. 'But why? Why do my powers not work on her? Who is she really?'

His powers were something out of a fairytale. They were extremely special and rare that they were ranked as special S.