The auras of the two started to rise against each other, a form of madness taking place as a change took place in the center of the arena. A figure began to form as the MC of the match, a very cute fairy, easy on the eyes, appeared. Her cute appearance looked extrely attractive as she brought the mic to her lips.
"Hello everyone! Are you all ready to witness an amazing fight?"
Her appearance looked a bit comical as she wasn't looking at the two of them, but instead was facing forward. However, neither Azrail nor his opponent laughed at it, for they wouldn't be able to see it, but millions might be watching this fight of theirs, all seated in their own places, or already all of them together.
"Today will be more of a challenging match between the mbers of Olympus! A fixed match between the most recently well-renowned genius and a warrior who has made a na for himself!"
Saying so, the fairy did a twirl, its wings fluttering as its fairy dust spread all around. The female fairy's hand went towards the Pyrrhonic Guardian, its flaming body still standing strong, its heat affecting the whole atmosphere as the fairy shouted out.
"On the right, we have the Pyrrhonic Guardian, a fiery warrior who has made his na across the cosmos, a genius in his own right, currently ranked in the mid-rankings of the platinum tiers! One called the Fiery_Clash!"
Azrail didn't hear the cheers, but he was sure they took place for him, the ones maybe being held directly into his ears as the fairy turned towards Azrail, her hand now pointing at him as she spoke.
"The other one, his opponent, being an enigma, a super genius that ca from nowhere, wielding the power of death! A genius that joined Olympus and a newbie to the whole cosmic fighting, the one currently called DeathMark!"
Azrail didn't hear any claps as he stood strong, his facial features still obscured from sight. The fairy, still floating in the center with a smile on her face, continued speaking.
"This fight can be seen as more towards an inner faction fight of the cosmic realm within the Olympus faction! A rivalry between Apollo and Hera! With the stakes more important for DeathMark as he makes his mark on the whole cosmos!"
Saying so, the fairy floated toward Azrail, her sparkling cute form right in front of him as she asked.
"Say, Mr. DeathMark, what do you feel at this mont? Are you confident? Anxious? Or excited?"
The little speaker pointed to his lips after she asked the question, to which Azrail, looking at the fairy, spoke in a cold, hardened, dead-like tone.
"I don't have much expectation."
His words made the fairy pout as she asked.
"Co on! There must be more to it! Give more!"
She shouted, yet Azrail as DeathMark remained silent, nothing given to which Azrail saw the fairy's lips twitch as she turned around and shouted.
"Looks like DeathMark's voice and opinion are as dead as his elent!"
With that, she huffed cutely and placed herself in front of Fiery_Clash as she asked.
"What do you feel?"
"Confidence in victory."
Fiery_Clash responded, his voice confident yet determined, knowing how important it was to take Azrail out. Thus, the fairy shouted.
"Now that's the spirit! Looks like we have the great fiery spirit of the Pyrrhonic Guardians here! Will DeathMark be burned to a crisp and fade to nothing, or will Fiery_Clash take the brunt of the newbie?"
As the fairy asked this question, she floated right in the center again, her gaze being directed towards a specific direction as she spoke.
"Today's battle will no doubt be one to rember. Today we shall see if a genius will rise or fall into the books of unknown history! So without further ado, let us begin the battle!"
With that shout, the fairy disappeared, leaving the two to face each other, the side of Fiery_Clash getting hotter, while the side of DeathMark feeling the coldness of death, started to turn colder, their auras clashing against each other with the atmosphere itself shifting from the pressure, and thus, with that, a tir appeared right above them.
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At the last call, the fight began, at least in the eyes of the viewers it did. Azrail stood facing his enemy, the pressure just increasing as the fire started to spread from all around, the firepower increasing, waves of fire forming a circle all around Fiery_Clash, thus from behind him, a fiery power started to form.
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