Implications

Draktharion's gaze was distant, lost as he stared up at the sky. For a moment, the world felt peaceful.

The sounds of battle were gone, replaced by a strange stillness. But that peace was short-lived.

A blazing figure crashed down on him with brutal force.

Boom!

Atticus landed on Draktharion's chest, his body bending from the impact. A gush of blood spewed from Draktharion's mouth, his vision blurring as he focused just in time to see Atticus standing above him.

And then the rain of punches began.

Atticus's fists flashed with lightning, fire, and light, each one gathering immense power before smashing into Draktharion's already broken body.

His punches landed with the force of a storm, pushing Draktharion deeper into the ground. The arena trembled with every blow, the air crackling with raw energy.

Bam! Bam! Bam!