The Arena was packed to the brim.
Millions of players, so from the 11th server, so who had transferred all the way from other servers just for this mont had gathered, their eyes locked on the battlefield.
The air was thick with anticipation, the collective tension crackling like a storm waiting to explode.
Lord Doom vs Reckless Storm..., the rematch.
The return of the PK King.
The Arena’s countdown began.
3...
Reckless Storm tilted her head, cracking her neck.
Her fingers twitched over the hilts of her twin swords, a smirk tugging at her lips. She had been waiting for this.
It was just a week ago or so but it felt like forever to her already.
For the first ti in forever, she was up against an opponent that made her blood sing a bloodthirsty symphony.
2...
Lord Doom stood still. No stance, no theatrics.
His Aetherforge hovered at his side, shifting forms at random; one mont a Battle lance, the next Twin Swords, a Rifle, a Shield, and Daggers.
It was unpredictable, untad. A weapon still being mastered.
Noah’s eyes sharpened.
1...
The entire crowd held their breath, then...
FIGHT!
BOOM!
Reckless Storm vanished.
A blur of violet lightning, her twin swords howled through the air, a direct assault with absurd speed.
Lord Doom tilted his head back a fraction.
His hand flicked, and Aetherforge shifted into a shield.
CLANG!
Reckless Storm’s swords clashed against the shield, sending shockwaves across the arena. But she didn’t stop; her body twisted, an instant follow-up strike from below.
And then, Aetherforge morphed again.
Twin Swords!
CLANG! CLANG! CLANG!
A rapid exchange; their weapons blurred, sparks flying in every direction.
The sound of tal against tal rang in the air like war drums, a symphony of death composed by two titans.
But then...
Lord Doom sidestepped sharply, his twin swords vanishing.
Aetherforge beca a Rifle.
BOOM!
{Bullet Storm=}
Activating a Gunner skill, Aether-infused bullets tore through the air.
Reckless Storm barely managed to twist mid-air, a bullet grazing her shoulder. She hit the ground, skidding but..., she grinned.
"This thing is insane," she muttered. "But you haven’t mastered it yet, have you?"
Lord Doom didn’t reply; he didn’t need to.
His Rifle flickered, Aetherforge shifting back to the Battle Lance Form.
He charged.
Reckless Storm laughed as she t him head-on.
BOOM!
Their clash shook the entire Arena.
It wasn’t just a battle; it was the early return of a legend.
This was not just any duel; it was a duel of monsters.
By this point, the crowd had long since stopped breathing.
The rematch between Lord Doom and Reckless Storm had eclipsed all expectations.
Aria’s Blades of Aamon were a whirlwind of death and deception. Her movents were as erratic as they were precise, striking from unpredictable angles, forcing Noah to constantly shift Aetherforge’s form just to keep up.
Her offensive pressure was suffocating.
But Noah was Noah.
And that ant even against a monster, he was the bigger one.
Bzzz!
Aria flicked her wrist, pretending to slash at his head.
Noah instinctively raised Aetherforge in its shield form, but it was a trap. Aria’s attack was a feint.
At the last mont, Aria’s attack vanished..., her real strike coming from behind instead.
A perfect feint. A deadly execution.
She was fast, too fast, but...
Noah was faster.
His entire body twisted mid-air, an impossible contortion that would have required an out of this world mouse control, his shield shifting to daggers in the blink of an eye.
CLANG!
Aamon’s blades t Aetherforge’s daggers, sparks exploding as they clashed at point-blank range.
Aria’s eyes widened in shock. ’To think he blocked even that..., he only managed because he accounted for the weapon range and switched to daggers. This decision-making speed, this bastard...!’
She gritted her teeth but this was only the beginning.
Aetherforge changed again, now twin swords.
His counterattack ca in a flash.
A devastating upward slash that Aria barely blocked. She was sent skidding back, her boots tearing through the arena floor.
She exhaled sharply. ’Shit! That reaction speed was insane!’
She didn’t stop.
Aria was a genius. Her adaptability was unrivaled.
In an era dominated by Noah, she won the MVP award of the English Pro Alliance for a reason, though only once.
She started chaining attacks even faster, her mind working at absurd speeds to find a gap, an opening, anything.
But that was the problem.
There wasn’t one.
Noah was a wall.
’This freak...!’
Every ti she changed her approach, his Aetherforge changed with her.
Bam! Bam!
She attacked with rapid slashes only for the Aetherforge to beco twin swords again. He matched her, blow for blow.
She tried a deceptive retreat, preparing for a counter only for the Aetherforge to beco a Rifle, Noah firing without hesitation.
She lunged in to break his rhythm only for the Aetherforge to beco a shield. She crashed into an immovable force.
And then...
BZZZ!
She blinked.
Aetherforge was gone.
’What?!’
Noah had dismissed it entirely.
He was going unard!
"Are you...?!"
Before she could even finish her sentence, he was already in front of her, suddenly free of the weight of his weapon.
Bam!
A punch!
No weapon. Just sheer, brutal force.
It slamd into her gut like a battering ram.
"Gah...!"
Her body rocketed backward, slamming into the arena barrier, just in ti for Aria’s HP to go below 10%.
Her S-ranked unique skill triggered, but this was exactly why Noah went weaponless all of a sudden. That extra speed boost.
Noah already calculated all that he needed to neutralize her.
In Warstar, there is another class, one that specialized in unard combat, physical dominance, and relentless aggression.
The Brawler class.
Brawlers could either use combat gloves or go bare-handed.
By dismissing Aetherforge, in that mont, Noah beca a Brawler. Afterall, with his 10x skill points giving him enough skill points, he already got so Brawler high level skills so ti ago.
{Godbreaker Barrage=}
A high-level Brawler skill. A rapid-fire combo of ten devastating strikes, each blow increasing in power. The final hit releases an explosion of kinetic force, dealing true damage and ignoring armor.
{Titan’s Wrath=}
Another high-level Brawler skill.
Titan’s Wrath unleashes a world-shaking punch that sends a concussive shockwave in all directions. Deals massive AOE damage and knocks back all enemies within range; can break through terrain and barriers.
Noah activated 2 high level Brawler skills!
"...!" Aria’s eyes widened, her last action in the arena.
BAM! BAM! BAM!
Like a hurricane of blurred fists, Noah slamd into her, unleashing a rapid-fire combo of ten devastating strikes that rapidly ate through her HP.
Aria tried to improvise, but too late.
Titan’s Wrath!
KABOOM!
Noah punched right through Aria and the arena barrier, disintegrating both into motes of light in a display of devastating might and savagery.
Silence, and then...
"FUCK!!! LORD DOOM IS BACK!"
"He wins again!"
The arena exploded.
The duel was over, and Noah had won, again.
But...
After being revived by the Arena algorithm, Aria sat up, wiping blood from her lip. Looking at him, she grinned.
"Alright, I’ll admit it..."
She pushed herself up, shaking her head. "Your Aetherforge is bullshit".
"No, you’re bullshit".
Noah smirked, rolling his shoulder. "You almost had a few tis".
"Tch. Don’t lie to ". She scoffed, but there was no bitterness in her voice. Only excitent.
Because she knew, this wasn’t the end.
She looked at him. "Next ti, I’ll win!"
"You can try". Noah laughed.
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