"I certainly will." With effortless precision, he parried Akazar's slash and delivered a sharp, resounding slap to his face. "But you won't be so thrilled after I do."
Akazar, humiliated and driven to desperation, fought with renewed ferocity. Each strike came faster and harder, his frustration fueling his attacks. Orion, however, remained calm, analyzing the patterns in Akazar's movements. He saw the opening he had been waiting for.
With a swift and decisive motion, he sidestepped Akazar's blade and closed the distance between them. Then, as if responding to his opponent's demand, In one fluid motion, Orion unleashed a powerful punch, his fist connecting solidly with Akazar's jaw. The impact reverberated through the arena, echoing off the walls as Akazar staggered backward, eyes wide with shock. The audience gasped, their collective breath held in suspense.