Edmond grabbed Calvin's arm and smashed his elbow against his forearm in a try to take get back at him, but the result was his armor flattening against his skin, making him grit his teeth as he jumped backwards, not without taking the Warhammer which Calvin chose as his weapon.
Calvin calmly stayed where he was standing, after waving his hand to get rid of the blood that was covering it, he cracked his knuckles and then stomped making the whole platform quake.
"Boom!", a loud sound accompanied by a huge amount of mana which shot upwards creating a pillar of about fifty meters, made the people of the stands shiver in excitement, even with the barriers the weakest ones felt as if they were suffocating, until one of the referees used a tiny bit of their pressure to cover them.
Edmond on the other hand couldn't help but tighten his grip on the weapon while his face paled a bit.
'He was supposed to be just a clown', he shouted in his heart.
