Fighting Doppelgänger

As Cruzer stepped through the new portal, the light enveloped him in a warm, almost comforting embrace. The transition was smoother this time, as if the portal itself recognized the strength he had just demonstrated. When the light faded, Cruzer found himself standing in a place that was both awe-inspiring and ominous.

He was in a massive, circular arena with walls made of black stone that seemed to absorb all light. The sky above was an unnatural shade of crimson, swirling with dark clouds that crackled with electricity. The arena floor was a mix of sand and ash, with ancient, weathered markings etched into the ground, forming intricate patterns that pulsed faintly with an eerie energy.

The atmosphere was thick with anticipation, as if the very air was waiting for something to happen. Cruzer's senses were on high alert; he could feel the presence of something powerful, something that had been waiting for him.