The crowd was going wild; Mabelon's huge body dashed forward, the chaotic wind surrounding his body a burst of power flung from his chest, empowered by his rushing body, there was no going easy in a Vamuran's dictionary as his two antennae began to sway violently and buzz with a strange light gathering manna around them, His fist shot forward filled with power lashing out towards Stella. The vigour was so strong; it was like he tried to crush her into submission with a single blow. But she had other plans for him…