There is dust all around him and flames and all kinds of elements swirling around. Some of it was on the air and quickly falling down
There is a person in golden armor in the eye of this storm of dust. He is large and tall in the right proportion.
Most of his golden armor had fallen off. There is his gauntlet on the ground, slowly breaking. There is wound on his forehead.
CRACK!
The armor on his body is cracking and slowly falling off revealing this person muscly body. This man has a blond hair and blue eyes.
The face is pale white and handsome, having no flaws and no imperfection. The muscle is pronounced and an aura of power radiated from him.
He coughed up and golden blood spurted out from his mouth. His chest is heaving up and down, the pain could be felt with each breath
The knees are trembling but he still manages to stand.
