"The Warhammer and the powered crossed fists have collided with each other. Unlike the previous match, this one took a quick start." The anchor commented.
The clash between both of them was so enormous that it produced shock waves and clouds of dust in the arena. Everything was buried under a thick coat of dust clouds in the air, but by the sound of the clash, it was clear something had happened.
When the dust cleared, the whole thing was visible to the spectator; Sathanus's hammer was at defeat. When it collided with the crossed fists, it bounced back because it couldn't penetrate the guard.
Sathanus couldn't believe what he just witnessed; his mouth was wide open in shock. Maybe it was the first time for him when his hammer slipped out of his arms. And I loved the look on his face.
But wasting time like this could become lethal for me. Without missing the opportunity, I swooped a swift kick on his pretty face.
"BAMM!!"
