The arena erupted into chaos as Sakura landed gracefully beside Zafron, her eyes gleaming with a predatory light. The Butcher, his massive frame heaving with each breath, glared at the pair with unbridled fury.
"Ready to dance, big guy?" Sakura taunted, her voice a purr laced with venom.
The Butcher's response was a guttural roar that shook the very foundations of the arena. He charged forward, his metallic fists raised high.
Zafron, still riding the wave of his Berserker Mode, met the charge head-on. His fist, encased in hardened red slime, collided with the Butcher's jaw. The impact reverberated through the arena, sending shockwaves that rippled through the air.
But the Butcher wasn't fazed. He grabbed Zafron's arm, using the momentum to hurl him across the arena. Zafron's body slammed into the wall, leaving a crater in its wake.
"Zafron!" Sakura cried out, her momentary distraction costing her.
