Rockwell and the demon looked at each other. The demon was made out of dark matter assuming the shape of a para demon. Bearing its four inch long red fangs. Saliva dripping from the corners of its mouth. It roared at him and sent a loud sound shockwave. Rockwell at the demon expressionless. His body was made of rocks and rocks only. Only his eyes. They were made by a concentration of light in the eye socket. Shaped into a perfect eye ball. Rockwell looked at the demon and he too roared loudly. Dust covered the area. Thudding could be heard from within the dust. The next thing was a loud whimper. As the dust cleared, one could see the shape of a man covered in black tar-like substance. Rockwell could be seen holding the demon by its throat. The demon struggled as it scratched Rockwell's hands with its claws.
Rockwell smashed the demon into the ground and what followed was a series of punches. The demon subsided as if showing defeat. Rockwell knew very well that elimination was by death. What he did not notice was another dark shadow forming behind him. The shadow formed a shotgun which fired. The bullet sliced through Rockwell's shoulder. A black murky fluid gashed out of his shoulder socket as Rockwell covered it with his other arm. He looked down and his enemy was gone.
Rockwell looked up and he saw a shadow. Within a blink of an eye, it had flashed by several times. A bright light could be seen from a far and slashing of swords.
"Disqualified"
Rockwell's Rock parts spread over the arena. His black murky substance covered the demon's sword. It disappeared in the mist of a dark shadow. The sound of Rockwell screaming followed after.