World Rion

The barrier shattered, and many people were injured by the shockwaves that travelled far, shaking the whole of Hunter City. Silence fell over the arena as the dust covering the entire place slowly settled, revealing the battlefield once more.

Eyes strained to see through the haze, anticipation hanging thick in the air. Who would emerge victorious from such a devastating clash? The tension was palpable, with every spectator holding their breath, waiting for the outcome to unfold. 

Slowly, the figures of Prince Michael and James emerged from the dissipating dust. Both warriors stood, battered and bruised, their clothes torn and their faces marked with the strain of the battle. The remnants of their final attacks crackled in the air, and the echoes of their clash were still resonating.

Prince Michael, though visibly exhausted, retained his regal composure. His golden aura, though dim, still flickered with the remnants of his divine power.