Elamenor And The Master And Apprentice Duo
Alan's eyes blazed with ferocity as he charged towards Elamenor, his movements a blur of calculated fury. "You're going down, kid!" he snarled, his voice dripping with malice.
Elamenor stood firm, his expression a mask of calm, his eyes fixed on Alan with an unnerving intensity. Gale, a few steps behind his apprentice, began to channel his energy, his eyes locked on Elamenor with a mix of trepidation and resolve.
Alan's fist came crashing down with bone-crushing force, aimed directly at Elamenor's skull. The air seemed to shudder from the sheer power of the strike, but Elamenor sidestepped it with an unnatural speed, leaving Alan's fist to slam into the ground with a deafening crash. The impact sent shockwaves through the arena, causing the onlookers to stumble backward.