A strong killing intent was gathering in the hall, a fire lits up, all the gods step away from the flame.
Out of the flame came a man who has the same face as both Nike and Cronac with spiky red hair and a flaming tattoo on his left cheek.
" what did you just call me?!!! " the man asked staring in the direction of Nike whiles increasing the pressure in the hall.
" Clown....." Nike smiled as he noticed the pressure increasing.
Raqual the king of the underworlds gritted his teeth in rage as he dashed towards Nike.
In a blink of an eye, Nike and Raqual were separated from the rest of the gods.
The hall enlarges in size and secluded a place for Nike and Raqual to spar whiles the other gods watch their battle whiles sitting in the thrones which appear near them.
These all made the hall look like it has a mind of it own .
Raqual dashed towards Nike with rage.
'boom'
was the sound that echoed as both siblings fists collided with one another.
" still move like a sissy, sissy god " Nike continued irritating his younger brother.
Amongst the gods
" who do you think will win?"
" Raqual of course, who else "
" Err, Nike is strong you think he will fall back"
" come on, Nike has a little law of faith, what can he achieve? "
the gods debated amongst themselves
[ Law: law of faith, as the name suggest is obtained from living things, the more faith one has the more he or she is ranked among the gods. In order words the more worshippers you have the higher you ranking.]
{ Nike has a weak law of faith compared to his siblings, Nike is the god of lightning and calamities.
When the world was in ruin and bloodshed Nike was a phenomenon the gods can't stand but as the world grows the people kept seeking peace thus reducing the numbers of those who worshipped calamity. }
Cronac sat on his golden throne with carvings of two dragons facing each other on it whiles staring at the battle.
*sigh* " Raqual got to spar with him, come on am way older than Raqual. I mean am the second born come on... err on second thought not sparring with him saved me tons of energy I would have ended up like a clown ( fool ) chasing after the wind " Cronac mutters under his breath as he saw how the battle became on sided.
Nina's sad expression become a lively one as she saw her man dominating the battle.
" Come on I thought you matured.." Nike begun adding fuel to the fire.
When Raqual couldn't take it anymore he raged and shouts " Nightmare beast form !!!!!! "
Nike smirks as Raqual grew and became a titan surrounded by flames making all giant-gods look like 8 years old children.
" Impressive, you grew strong over the years, am quite shocked. " Nike bellows as a grin appears on Titan- Raqual's face.
" Brace yourself weak brother of mine " Raqual roars throwing a punch.
' boom, bam '
Every god present "...".