A Dual Wielder

Unlike the audience had thought, things did not turn out so. Druark's skewered body disappeared in a haze, and he appeared behind Drake, coming down on him with a fierce punch. Drake formed an X on his chest with ice to block it. 

The ice around his arms cracked and exploded as Drake got thrown a few meters backwards. He skidded to a stop, panting heavily. His arms were bruised at where he was hit. 

"Hey", Drake called out to Druark. "It hurt my pride to see you almost overpowering me in my speciality, close combat. I would like to redeem myself, so how about we stop with the flashy moves and duke it out with fists only?" 

"We go all out, no more holding back. I take pride in my fists and would end you with them; no more tricks." Drake suggested as his aura spiked up. A blue and white gauntlet appeared on his hands. His presence was like a mountain, unmoving. 

Druark looked at the man before him and noticed how serious he was. Having watched some of his matches, he knew that the actual battle was about to begin. "Alright, I will accept. Try to pull any more tricks, and the deal will be nullified." His aura also spiked up as a green gauntlet appeared on his hands. 

"Okay, then, let's begin", Drake said as power rushed into his gauntlets. They glowed brightly as thick, dense ice covered his arms. He took a step and appeared before Druark, punching towards his face. Druark put up his arms to guard his face, but he was a second late and was sent flying. 

He crashed into the ground, leaving a crater where he fell. "Just now, that attack, I couldn't see it. I reacted purely by instinct." Druark was shocked. The disparity between his opponent's strength and speed before and now made him feel like he was facing someone else. "So, he was holding back this whole time?" He stood from the crater and shook the dust from his body. "This is going to be harder than I thought". Druark spat and straightened his broken nose. 

"Hey, are you still holding back in this situation? Or is that the best you've got?" Drake asked. 

Without a word, Druark took a battle stance. Looking at him, Drake could not see any openings. "Good, glad you finally understand", Drake said and charged at him again. 

Like two elephants clashing, the two clash fists continuously, each punch capable of shattering a mountain. The perfectly matched battle began to tilt in Drake's favour. His power kept growing throughout the fight. It was as if the more he battled, the stronger he became. The reason people always referred to him as a monster. 

He threw a punch that headed right for Druark's head. He felt like a force was pressing him down, and he could not move. Realising he won't be able to avoid it, the only thought that flashed into his mind at that moment was 'death'. As the punch inched to his face, he suddenly disappeared, as it destroyed the ground where he was. 

"No, not yet", Druark said from behind Drake. Many viewers were confused as they did not know how he appeared behind Drake. It did not seem like he moved behind him very quickly. It was like he suddenly disappeared. 

"When did he get behind me?" Drake wondered, but feeling the slight distortion in the space before him, he concluded. "So, you were a dual wielder after all. You did a great job hiding your abilities, but that won't change the outcome of this match." Drake became even more crazed than before. 

The glow on Druark's gauntlet changed as three connected dots appeared on them. He punched towards Drake, who punched back as well. As the two fists were about to collide, the ice covering Drake's arm increased as he realised something. The two fists clashed, but Drake withdrew immediately. 

Looking at his hand, the ice on his fist had disappeared. "That was dangerous. My hand would have been looped off if we had physical contact. What was it that he just did?" Drake's expression went sour. He realised he had no way of countering that ability. Deep down, he knew he had already lost. 

He was, however, too proud to admit it, so he attacked again, covering his arm with even larger ice and making his hand look like a torpedo. 

"If this continues, I won't win. Unlike other dual-wielders who have balanced power consumption no matter the element they use, using the space element draws too much of my power. The attack I used just now took a lot of my power. This will be my final attack, and I will run out. I need to end it all with this attack. I'm betting everything on this". Druark gathered space power around his arm while crystals covered it. 

He yelled and punched at Drake. Both were betting everything on that attack. The two fists collided, devastating the land and leaving a several-meter-deep hole in the ground. Both coughed up blood as they were blown away. 

After the dust settled, Druark was left standing with half his mask broken, revealing his red brows and eyes as blood leaked from his lips. Drake was kneeling, clutching his right shoulder, which was bleeding profusely. His right arm was gone. He had lost. 

The audience went up in an uproar. Of all the bouts they have been watching since the ranking bout began, this was the first ranking bout where lots of lower rankers have defeated higher rankers. It was an unbelievable sight to behold. 

Piora, in the meeting room, was also taking notes and accessing all individuals in the bout. Chairman Niall had a frown on his face as he sat quietly, staring into space. A woman in a purple dress approached him. She was dark with long flowing hair and wore glasses over her yellow eyes. 

Niall shifted his gaze towards her as she approached, her alluring figure swaying calmly to his side. "Sir, the identity of the two calamity beings that sneaked in has been found. Also, someone is here to see you." She informed. 

"Who is here to see me?" 

"It's the Layer security council chief, Uriel, sir." 

The frown on Niall's face morphed into one of surprise as he asked, "Uriel is here?" With a nod, the woman replied, "Yes sir". Niall sighed and said, "Alright, I will go see him. In the meantime, inform Piora about the identities of the two that came in and how they did so." Niall stood up, ready to leave, "One moment, sir, there is something you should know", the woman drew his attention. 

"What might that be?" She cleared her throat and said in a mysterious tone, "It appears the purpose of those two beings appearing was to get rid of the seed of that family. From the investigation, we speculate he has something that may be a threat to them, or himself is the threat", she informed. 

"Alright, inform the others. I will be back soon." He said and exited the room. "Those guys make it seem like they are only after that family but, they are just trying to get rid of whoever may pose a danger to their plans, whatever it is." He walked on and disappeared around a corner.