One Oofs, And Two Goofs

Astaroth turned his head expectantly towards Killi. The man was also looking at him. He was smiling.

They both started shining, as they got teleported back into the arena. The two men looked at each other, in anticipation.

*Gong!*

Astaroth was the first to dash forward. He melded with White as he did, gaining more speed as he advanced.

Killi started running in a circular motion, trying to deal as much damage as he could before the first clash.

"Oh no, you don't!" Astaroth exclaimed.

He dropped on all fours, the claws on his hands digging into the stone floor, and he launched himself at Killi, taking an interception course.

"What the!" Killi yelped, as a beastly, white torpedo was coming at him like a jet-propelled missile.

Astaroth pulled out his shield, impacting Killi in the chest with it not a second later. The collision blew the air out of Killi's lungs, blowing him away and launching him into the nearest wall.