Okay. First fight is starting. Milis vs Beldamore. I really don't know Beldamore but before the fight starts, I should find Sirin and ask her to not fight with anyone. I saw Kiris in the waiting side of the training area.
"Kiris, did you see Sirin. I want to take my leave. If you want to come, come with me."
Kiris was probably thinking the same. She accepted quickly.
"Brother, we don't even know how to fight. How are these guys fighting?" Said while we are running around searching for Sirin.
"How can I know Kiris? We are not gods. Maybe what they are doing is normal for them."
We saw Sirin waiting to say match starting line. Sirin saw us running towards her. She was concerned.
"What happened guys. Don't want to watch?" Is she playing dumb? How can she think we can fight?
"Sirin, we don't know how to fight and not only that, we are not gods. Please just make us look like we surrendered or something." Sirin was looking like she knew this.
"I know you guys can't fight and you don't have to fight. The thing is, when you enter the the training area, your body moves automatically. So you guys will not do any fighting."
That is a cool concept actually but we are still not gods. These guys have powers of their own. They are strong physically even though they didn't work out or anything. Basically they are gods.
"Sirin, we are still not gods. They would beat us to a pulp. How will we survive this."
Sirin nodded. She accepts that we have no chance.
"Look guys, I know you guys are not gods or anything but please just one match. I promise I will not let them harm you. Well, at least lethally." She said with a concerned face.
It puts me at ease that we will not die from this battle but still... Anyway no need to do this right now. I looked at Kiris. She was looking excited actually. She probably wants to fight. Then I will too.
"Sirin, we will battle." Sirin looked surprised and happy at the same time. She asked us to sit and watch the fight so we did. We sat and waited for Sirin to start the battle.
"3.... 2... 1 START!"
Milis started with a dash towards him. She readied a punch and punched him in the face. I couldn't even see her while she was running. How fast is she. The guy called Beldamore was standing still. I can sense some dark aura from him. The guy ate the punch like a wall. After the punch I couldn't see it too well but Milis was still punching. She was punching too fast that I can't even see her hands. After a wave of punches, Beldamore guy caught her hand and smashed her right into the ground. There was some dust after that. That means he was eating those punches to look for an opening. That was smart. After the dust cleared from the area, Milis was gone. I couldn't see her. After a while I felt a strong wind. Don't tell me.
"BROTHER, SHE IS RUNNING SO FAST THAT I CAN FEEL THE WIND!" I giggled because of her excitement.
Kiris was hyped. Who can blame her? Her first friend is a speed demon.
Milis was still running but we can't see her. After 35 seconds or more she hit Beldamore again. After hitting him, Beldamore tried to grab her again but Milis knew this was coming so she evaded and hit him one more time. She did this for a long time. Beldamore still didn't even walk for 5 minutes of Milis'es beating. He was preparing for something too. I can feel that his powers were growing every second while he is standing. Milis was still running. I guess Beldamore had enough. He started to raise his arms. Milis was looking at him like knowing what was gonna happen. She rushed towards him. Right before he fully raised them, we saw that Beldamore's right arm cut off. We didn't see how that happened but it happened. His freaking arm cut off. Is it legal? How can I survive this but Sirin guaranteed my safety. I looked at Kiris. Kiris was looking to area with a horrified face. Again, I can't blame her. The fight was still continuing. Why didn't it stopped? Milis was clearly the winner.
Beldamore was standing still and Milis was still running. She attacked him while running around him and she didn't even stopped after cutting his arm off. Beldamore was standing still. His left arm was still there. He tried to lift his left arm. We thought Milis was gonna do the same thing. He was still lifting his arm slowly. After 5 seconds, a barrier popped up and then went invisible. It happened 6 times. We can't see Milis but she was still attacking while running. When finally his arm is fully lifted, a dark energy started to raise from the ground. I saw Suitan getting excited.
"Yo Suitan, what's up?" He was grinning.
"Who is the other guy? Which gods are he coming from?" He looked like I don't know something.
"He is created by the Concept of Reality. I am created by her too. I guess you are new to this, let me explain this. Gods can be made 2 ways: First, They can be made from the Concepts of the Multiverse. Second, They can be made with one or two gods making kids." He said this looking as cocky as possible. Yeah, right. I didn't see any gods until today so I am new of course.
I understand now. I get it.
"So what god is he?"
"Darkness."
Darkness, hmm. Milis is the God of Light. They can counter each other in that case. Battle was continuing. Beldamore got that darkness energy surging from the ground. A hand summoned from nowhere. It was pitch black. The hand moved so fast it caught Milis. We didn't even see her but the hand caught her like it was nothing. Milis was charging herself too as we can see from her eyes. They were glowing. The hand won't let her go so she was still charging her light energy.
"You forgot I am God of Light huh? HAH!"
She released a bright light. Beldamore blown back by it but got up pretty quick. Readied the darkness energy in his left palm. Kiris was readying the light energy to her right palm.
"Let's see who is more powerful." She said like she was about to finish this
The thing that I wonder is, Beldamore didn't even say a word. Milis readied her punch and rushed towards him. Beldamore got ready. When Milis finally reached him they clashed their punches.
"HAAAAAAAAAH!" They were both shouting.
While they are clashimg, I saw something... off. The air was tearing apart while they were clashing.