Doron eyed Riba, who squirmed on the ground like a lowly maggot, clinging onto life as one would. He wanted to make Riba hurt. He wanted to punish him for making him feel the pain he didn't want to reexperience. But there was something else, was it..? No, no it couldn't be that.
"I...won't give...up.." Riba muttered, pushing his hands on his legs to get the leverage to stand, "...not to you..."
"Seeing you cling on to life in that unsightly way..." Doron said with a disgusted frown, "...it's disgusting."
"SHUT UP!!" Riba suddenly crouched and dashed toward Doron.
The pain in his back was unbearable, but he toughed through it to land a hit. Just one, one devastating hit would leave them both on level ground.
"GRAH!!" with a quick use of Gust Speed, he growled viciously and rammed into Doron.
'T-Too fast...!" Doron gasped in his mind, falling backward until slamming into the hard ground.
Riba landed and skidded to a stop.
"Y-You...fuck..fuck...!" came Doron from where he laid.
He wouldn't stop fighting, he wouldn't lose, and hobbled to his feet. Silence rang throughout the arena, Riba and Doron panted heavily and brandished their bruises and blood spurting gashes. Now that Doron had taken a devastating blow, he too was struggling to keep fighting. They were mirror images of each other.
"I WON'T LOSE TO YOU EITHER!!!" Doron shouted, clinging to his injured arm.
The two powerful combatants stanced themselves, a final standoff was surely brewing. Everyone leaned forward anxiously as they both stared at each other. Both their eyes burned with a powerful hatred and rage. Then they both shifted their feet. They were ready. The wind howled, and Doron's electricity swirled around him, surging and crackling menacingly. Then, they leaped forward with all their strength. Riba stared at Doron, everything around him faded into nothingness, and the sound of the howling wind reverberated in his ears. Doron stared at Riba, everything around him faded into nothingness, and the sound of the howling wind reverberated in his ears.
"WHY ARE YOU GOING SO FAR?! WHY TRY SO HARD IN A FIGHT YOU CAN'T WIN?!" Doron shouted as he soared forward.
"I MADE A VOW TO TRAIN HARDER THAN EVERYONE! SO I COULD FINALLY BEAT YOU TO A PULP!! SO COME AT ME WITH EVERYTHING YOU'VE GOT!!!!" Riba shouted back, fierce anger in his voice.
The two soared like birds on the wing, getting closer and closer.
"STATIC SHURIKEN!!!" Doron boomed, holding out his hand to his side. All the elecricity swirling around him retreated to his hand, and with a crackling flash of light, a shuriken made of pure electricity was spinning in his hand.
Riba had nothing, and it looked like he had been beaten. But he wasn't going down without a fight. He squinted, clenched his teeth, and pulled his arm back. Suddenly, a small, warm feeling resonated within his body. It grew, larger and fiercer until it sparked into an inferno. In an instant, there was a flash of light and fire, and burning flames ignited around his arm. He was doing it. He was using his technique, The air filled with smoke and the illumination of the mighty flames, the blur around him becoming black with bits of red and yellow.
'He's...He's doing it...' Mr. Toruga thought as he watched.
The two zoomed faster, closer and closer. Doron swung his hand and threw the Static Shuriken at Riba with vigor. It spun insanely fast and went right for him. Riba swung his hand and slammed his fist into the shuriken, generating an eruption of fire and static. The shuriken kept spinning, but Riba's burning fist was keeping it at bay, just barely. Riba cried out as loud as he could and pushed as hard as he could, the flames burned brighter and stronger. With one last shove, he sent the shuriken swirling back at Doron, there was a flash, an explosion, and then....
...smoke. Dust and smoke descended from the point of impact, leaving Doron and Riba hidden from the crowd.
"What happened...?"
"Where are they..?"
"I can't see anything!"
The crowd continued to murmur as the smoke cleared. A shadow was visible...
....It was Riba. He sat on his knees, the sleeve of his shirt on his right arm which he punched with was completely gone. His right arm was broken, and hung limply by his side.
"D-Did I win...?" He panted.
The rest of the smoke cleared. Riba gasped. Doron was still standing, a circular shape made of electricity was in front of him, acting as a shield.
'No way....Doron protected himself with an electric shield...' Mr. Toruga notioned.
"No..." Riba panted, looking toward Doron in fear.
The shield vanished, Doron crouched and outstretched his fingers at his sides.
"You're finished." He said simply.
A stream of electricity beelined for Riba and gave him a hearty electrocution. He cried out in pain until it stopped, and collapsed. Everything faded, until....
....darkness.