Roar after roar greeted them when Umbra clashed against Astra in that never-consummable fight across existential confines in the stadium of wretched magnificence. Shivers quivered under the force and effect that their strikes bestowed. All radiating as huge waves, thus tearing and shattering space with each and every second. The audience of people from countless realms was staring with wide eyes, all looking at the fighters whose powers seemed endless.
The dark eyes of Umbra were focused, and his body moved with the deadliness of a force of nature. Astra, the True God, met him blow for blow, her movements lithe yet brutal. Every strike sent shockwaves reverberating through the stadium, an unseen pulse that shifted the very fabric of reality. They were not sparring; they were rewriting the laws of physics, challenging the boundaries of what was known, creating something new with each clash.