The crowd's energy still buzzed from Turai's swift victory, but the tournament had to go on. Two more contestants stepped into the ring, both eager to prove their worth. They were seasoned fighters, each displaying confidence as they faced off against each other.
Their names were Marlon, a stout man with a broadsword, and Rynar, a lithe warrior with twin daggers. Both were in the Purple Realm, and their match promised to be an intense contest of speed versus strength.
The announcer raised his hand, signaling the start of the match.
"BEGIN!"
The clash was immediate. Marlon's broadsword swung with tremendous power, each strike aimed to cleave his opponent in two. Rynar danced around the attacks, his twin daggers flashing like silver streaks as he darted in and out, trying to find an opening in Marlon's defense.
