A strong quarterfinal

A cry of determination echoed through the arena as John entered the fighting area. His eyes sparkled with energy as he fixed his gaze on the dwarf who would be his next opponent. The dwarf was well armed with shield and hammer, and Johannes knew that this would not be an easy fight.

The spectators raved with excitement, and the dwarves in particular roared with enthusiasm. But amidst the cheering, another name came up: Edna. The little dwarf had the ability to inspire the crowds, and her enthusiastic call to cheer for John created an energy all her own. Her sweet, clear voice seemed to cut through the air and reach everyone.

The dwarf girls Gwinvia and Edna, still gave their all to support their children. The competition to see who could cheer louder continued, and their shouts filled the arena with an even greater enthusiasm.

The fighting began as John charged at the dwarf with a spirited attack. His one-handed swords twirled in the air as he tried to get around the dwarf's shield and find a gap in his defense. But the dwarf defended himself skillfully, blocking John's attacks with his shield and using his hammer selectively to keep John at bay.

The fight was intense and dynamic, an interplay between attack and defense. Johannes' movements were nimble and agile, while the dwarf fought with brute strength and skill. The spectators watched spellbound every movement, every blow, every attempt to dodge.

In the midst of the fight, John felt the support around him, especially the power Edna radiated in her shouts. This energy flowed into him, making him fight with even more focus and determination. He focused on finding the weaknesses in the dwarf's defenses and executing his attacks with precision.

After a series of quick punch deflections and evasive maneuvers, John finally found an opportunity. With a deft maneuver, he managed to push aside the dwarf's shield and deliver a blow with one of his one-handed swords. The hit struck the dwarf in the leg, and he staggered back briefly.

The crowd held its breath as John continued his attack, delivering a combination of quick punches. His technique was precise and his timing perfectly timed. Finally, he managed a final blow that forced the dwarf to the ground.

The referee raised Johannes' arm in the air and announced his victory. A thunderous applause broke out, and the dwarves cheered with joy. John was breathing heavily, feeling the exhaustion, but most of all he felt the triumph. He had won the fight and secured a place in the semifinals.

While the spectators were still cheering and applauding, Johannes was able to cast his gaze briefly to Edna. A smile was on her lips, and her eyes were shining with pride and joy. He raised his hand and waved to her before preparing to face the upcoming challenger.

The tournament continued, and with each fight, the number of remaining fighters dwindled. The excitement and tension in the arena reached its peak as the semifinals approached. As the fighters struggled to make it to the finals, Edna continued to take center stage, not only as an enthusiastic supporter, but also as a special being who attracted the attention of the higher races.

The silence before the grand finale provided an opportunity not only for the fighters but also for the spectators to pause and appreciate the impressive performances of the young warriors. Soon it would become clear who would emerge victorious from this impressive group of fighters and claim the title of champion.

The arena shook with excitement as Bernard entered the fighting area. His gaze was focused, and his hands were cloaked in heavy iron-reinforced gloves. He knew that his next opponent would be a beastman named Abysian, who was known as the Bear Man and also specialized in hand-to-hand combat.

The spectators waited in anticipation as Abysian entered the arena. His massive frame and powerful arms revealed his impressive strength. His gloves were more like powerful claws and seemed perfectly suited for hand-to-hand combat.

The referee gave the signal to start the fight and the two fighters entered the ring. Bernard immediately took control of the field, his movements fluid and quick. He used his speed and fist weapons to attack Abysian with a series of punches. But the bear man seemed unfazed, deftly blocking most of the attacks and using his own powerful punches.

Bernard deftly dodged the powerful blows and tried to keep Abysian on the move. He pranced around his opponent, trying to aim his blows. But Abysian was adept at using his claw-like gloves, and his attacks were unpredictable.

The fight between the two pugilists was a dance of speed, power and tactics. Bernard was agile and skilled, while Abysian fought with raw power and precision. Spectators watched spellbound every move as the fighters dueled.

Bernard searched for a weak spot in Abysian's defense, his thoughts focused on the fight. Suddenly, he could make out a momentary lapse of concentration in Abysian's movements. At that moment, Bernard found a gap and prepared to strike.

At this crucial second, Mortis could no longer stand the tension. His shouts pierced the Coliseum: "Come on, boy! You're faster than him! You have the same power! Send him to the boards!" Mortis' words echoed in the arena, surprising and inspiring at the same time. The people in the audience saw their hero, Mortis, cheering Bernard on, and their cheers erupted into wild applause.

Bernard felt the support of Mortis and his family. He channeled the pep talk and enthusiasm into his punches. With renewed determination, he continued his attack. He executed a series of quick punches that broke through Abysian's defenses and weakened him further.

The bear man tried to defend himself against the attacks, but the words of Mortis had given Bernard new energy. The fight continued, both fighters showing impressive stamina and determination.

After an intense exchange of blows, Bernard finally managed to seize a perfect opportunity. He skillfully alternated between quick punches and deft dodges. Finally, he landed a powerful hit on Abysian's head that sent the bear man to the ground.

The crowd exploded with cheers as the referee declared Bernard the winner. Bernard was breathing heavily, his hands weakened from the exertion of the fight. He felt the exhaustion, but also the feeling of happiness that flowed through him. He had won the battle against the mighty Abysian.

Bernard looked to the edge of the arena, his gaze searching for Nora. She was standing there, a radiant smile on her lips, applauding enthusiastically. He raised his hand, waved at her, feeling invigorated by her presence. The victory was not only his own, but a victory he shared with Nora and all who supported him.

The pugilists' fight had shown that strength lies not only in physical strength, but also in skill, endurance, and determination. As Bernard prepared for the next step in this exciting tournament, Edna continued to be at the center of the action, a shining star that inspired humans and higher races alike.