The Assassin's Evasion vs. The Unstoppable Berserker
Scene 1: The Aftermath of Rai's Victory
The stadium was still trembling from the last fight. The remnants of Rai Takeda's Chi-infused lightning still crackled in the air, sizzling against the shattered ground.
The medical team wrapped Rai in energy-infused bandages, stabilizing his overworked muscles. Across from him, Daichi Sakamoto sat in silence, his katana sheathed at his side, staring at the battlefield with unreadable eyes.
Neither warrior spoke.
They had given everything.
They had earned each other's respect.
But now—
A new monster was about to step onto the battlefield.
Scene 2: Armaan's Opponent is Revealed
Announcer: "Now, onto the second match of the Elite Academy Tournament!"
Announcer: "From Kit Sakti Academy! – The Deadly Smoke Assassin, Armaan!!"
The crowd erupted as Armaan stepped into the arena.
Cigarette between his lips, eyes calm, exhaling a thin wisp of smoke.
His new combat suit, custom-designed by Professor Kalendra Tetsuro, shone under the lights.
Black, tactical combat gear, lined with reinforced fibers and smoke-infused plating.
Lightweight armor, designed for full mobility and stealth.
Smoke release vents along his gloves and boots, for rapid redirection in mid-air.
His weapons glistened at his sides:
The Blackened Fang – A razor-sharp short blade, infused with energy conductors for Chi-empowered slashes.
Viper Gauntlets – Custom-built gloves, loaded with high-pressure smoke bullet cartridges, turning every exhale into a precision bullet.
Armaan flicked his cigarette, exhaling slowly.
"Let's get this over with."
Then—his opponent stepped forward.
Scene 3: The Monster That Stood Before Armaan
The announcer's voice boomed.
Announcer: "And from Titan Fang Academy! – The Tyrant of Brutality, Ragos Valdir!!"
The entire stadium shook as Ragos stepped onto the battlefield.
A towering figure, standing at nearly 8 feet tall, with a body like a walking battlefield.
Thick, corded muscle—brutally scarred from past wars.
A massive, rusted greatsword, strapped to his back, its edge worn from years of battle.
A cracked gladiator mask, covering the upper half of his face, leaving only his brutal grin exposed.
This was no ordinary fighter.
This was a berserker.
His aura was suffocating.
Unlike Daichi's precise, calculating aura, Ragos's presence was pure raw force, as if the battlefield itself bent under his weight.
The crowd grew quiet.
Even Shivay Vijendra, from the observation deck, narrowed his eyes.
Shivay: "That kid… he's no amateur."
Rajan Awasthi: "No, he's not. He's a walking war."
Scene 4: The Battle Begins – Smoke vs. Raw Power
"BEGIN!"
BOOM!
The instant the match started, the ground shattered beneath Ragos's feet—
A blur of muscle and steel charged at Armaan, his greatsword swinging like a guillotine.
His speed was unnatural for someone his size.
Armaan (thinking): Shit—he's fast!
WHOOSH!
Armaan vanished in a cloud of smoke, dodging at the last second.
BOOM!
Ragos's blade smashed into the ground, sending a shockwave rippling through the arena.
The battlefield itself cracked from the impact.
Scene 5: Smoke's First Counterattack
Armaan reappeared in mid-air, twisting his body as he lined up his shot.
Smoke-infused acceleration!
SLASH!
His Blackened Fang struck clean—
But—
CLANG!
His blade barely scratched Ragos's armor-like skin.
Ragos didn't even flinch.
Instead—
Ragos: "Tch… pathetic."
BOOM!
A massive fist swung upward.
Armaan barely had time to dodge!
WHOOSH!
Ragos's punch missed—but the sheer force of it sent Armaan flying backward!
The shockwave alone blasted the ground apart!
This was different from anything Armaan had faced before.
Scene 6: Smoke's Last Gamble – Special Cigarettes Activated!
Armaan exhaled, wiping the blood from his lip.
He reached into his belt—
Click. Inhale.
Nitro Surge Cigarette – Activated!
Energy surged through his veins.
Speed doubled. Strength doubled.
Armaan vanished.
Reappeared behind Ragos.
BLAM! BLAM!
Two high-pressure smoke bullets fired directly into Ragos's ribs!
BOOM!
For the first time—
Ragos staggered.
The crowd exploded in cheers!
Armaan smirked.
Armaan: "Not so indestructible after all."
But then—
Ragos smiled.
And then—
💀 Ragos's Level 1 Transformation Activated.
Scene 7: The Berserker Awakens – Ragos's Level 1 Form
The air became heavy.
Ragos rolled his shoulders, cracking his neck.
His skin darkened, his muscles expanded, and thick, jagged armored plates grew along his arms and torso.
His hybrid transformation was monstrous.
His greatsword became drenched in a red, crackling energy.
His speed tripled.
His durability became absurd. BOOM!
Before Armaan could react—Ragos closed the distance.
And smashed his fist into Armaan's stomach.
CRACK!
Armaan's body bent backward, his ribs cracking as he was launched across the battlefield, slamming into the ground.
The stadium fell silent.
Even Rai, still recovering, looked up in shock.
Rai: "That was… too fast."
Ragos stepped forward, his aura monstrous.
Ragos: "You're done."
Armaan wiped his mouth, spitting out blood.
Then—
He lit another cigarette.
This one was different.
Armaan: "…Not yet, bastard."
Inferno Cigarette – Activated.
The battlefield ignited.
The fight was far from over.
WHOOSH! Scene 1: The Battlefield Trembles The air thickened with heat and smoke, the battlefield now resembling the aftermath of an apocalyptic warzone. Cracks split across the ground, embers flickering within them, remnants of the violent clash between the two warriors. The stadium stood frozen, tens of thousands of spectators holding their breath, watching a fight that had escalated far beyond the expected limits. And at the center of it all- Ragos Valdir stood tall, blood leaking from fresh wounds, his torn flesh exposing sinewy muscle
Armaan faced him, his Inferno Smoke-infused aura crackling, Chi energy wrapping his limbs like a burning storm. This was the true test of brute force against technique. Ragos: "I'll admit, you've surprised me, assassin." Armaan (grinning, blood dripping from his lip): "You talk too much." BOOM! They moved at the same time-the ground beneath them shattering upon their launch. Ragos swung his colossal greatsword down, the sheer force creating a vacuum of air that threatened to suck Armaan into its destructive path
But Armaan slipped into the smoke- gone before the blade could reach him. 4 SLASH! Armaan's Blackened Fang dagger, now coated with Chi-infused smoke, cut through Ragos's side, leaving a deep burning gash. Ragos roared in rage, his berserker instincts kicking into overdrive. Ragos: "Good. KEEP HITTING ME!" WHOOSH! His muscles bulged, veins pulsating, and suddenly- His wounds closed. Armaan (eyes widening): What the hell
Ragos grinned, his teeth stained with blood. Ragos: "I told you-I'm built different." BOOM! Scene 2: The Berserker Awakens Ragos's Level 2 Transformation Ragos's body began to shift. His flesh darkened, his arms bulging with unrelenting power. His exoskeletal armor grew thicker, sharp spikes bursting from his shoulders and forearms
His eyes turned completely red, the whites vanishing, leaving behind two glowing orbs of primal bloodlust. His aura intensified, shaking the entire battlefield like an earthquake. CRACK! The stadium walls splintered just from the sheer force of his transformation. The Elite Kit Force members watching from above frowned, sensing the unrestrained brutality of Ragos's evolution. Professor Rajan Awasthi (watching from the VIP stands): "He's become a true monster now..." ◆ Vikram Rathod (clenching his fists): "Can Armaan even keep up
Ragos cracked his knuckles, the sound echoing like gunfire. Ragos: "I hope you've got more than fancy smoke tricks, assassin." BOOM! Before Armaan could react, Ragos was already on him. A fist the size of a wrecking ball slammed into Armaan's chest. BANG! Armaan was launched like a bullet, smashing through several of the stadium's reinforced barriers before finally crashing into the far end of the arena. CRASH
Scene 3: The Assassin Stands Again - The Awakening of True Chi Energy The world blurred. Pain. His ribs felt shattered. His breathing ragged. His fingers numb. Armaan lay in the rubble, blood pooling beneath him. But then- A voice echoed in his mind. Raghuvaran's voice: "Chi energy is not just power, boy. It is focus. It is will. It is the moment where your body, your mind, and your spirit unite into one force. Control it-or be crushed by it
Armaan's hand twitched. FWOOSH! A sudden pulse of energy erupted from his core. Smoke no longer just billowed-it condensed around him, wrapping his limbs like an ethereal armor. His wounds burned, but he pushed through. He inhaled. One cigarette left. The strongest one. Armaan (murmuring): "Time to gamble everything." CLICK. INHALE
The battlefield erupted in flames. His smoke fused with pure Chi energy, causing his entire body to glow with an ominous red-black aura. His movements became smoother, faster. ◆ His strength sharpened, his focus unbreakable. Ragos squinted. Something had changed. ◆ Ragos (grinning): "Oh? You're not dead yet? Good. Then I can break you even more." BOOM
Scene 4: Assassin vs. Berserker The Final Clash Ragos charged, his greatsword raised high. Armaan sprinted forward, his smoke-infused gauntlets glowing. Their clash shook the entire stadium. 4 BANG! SLASH! BOOM! Armaan moved faster than before, dodging Ragos's colossal swings by mere inches. Each strike he delivered was infused with Chi energy, hitting deeper, cutting sharper. WHOOSH
Ragos roared, spinning with an earth-shattering swing- Armaan vanished, his smoke cloaking his escape. 4 SLASH! Ragos staggered as a deep cut tore through his shoulder. BANG! Armaan followed up with a precise bullet shot from his Viper Gauntlet- Direct hit to Ragos's jaw. The behemoth growled, blood dripping, but he still stood. Ragos (grinning, spitting blood): "Nice try
WHOOSH! Suddenly, Ragos's muscles tensed. His berserker instincts sensed something... off. His body froze. His legs wouldn't move. ◆ Armaan (grinning through bloody teeth): "Gotcha." CLICK. SMOKE ACTIVATED. The Paralysis Cigarette had already spread into Ragos's system. The micro-drug infused into the smoke had slowed his nervous system, delaying his movements by crucial seconds
Armaan: "Now... stay still for this." WHOOSH! Armaan leaped-his blade infused with every ounce of his Chi energy. BANG! SLASH! A single, precise cut tore through Ragos's chest- Chi-infused smoke burned through his flesh. The berserker's eyes widened. BOOM! And then-he fell
The ground trembled as Ragos Valdir collapsed, his massive frame shaking the entire stadium. The match was over. Scene 5: The Assassin Stands Victorious Silence. Then- DEAFENING CHEERS! The crowd erupted in roars of excitement, witnessing an impossible victory. Armaan stood over Ragos's fallen body, panting heavily, his smoke still rising around him
His fingers trembled. His vision blurred. But- He had won. The assassin had outplayed the berserker. Rajan Awasthi (grinning, tipping his hat): "Heh... Told you the kid had it in him."
Victory's Toll The Aftermath of War Armaan Takeda's Impossible Win, and the Rising Shadows Scene 1: The Aftermath of a Brutal War The stadium was still trembling. The battle had ended. Ragos Valdir lay motionless on the battlefield, his chest rising and falling heavily, deep wounds carved into his once indestructible flesh. His monstrous Level 2 form had been shattered-the berserker had been brought down
And standing above him... Armaan Takeda barely managed to stay on his feet. His breath was ragged. His muscles screamed in agony. His vision blurred from exhaustion. Smoke still coiled around him, dancing in the air like victorious specters. The crowd stood frozen for a few seconds- unable to process what they had just witnessed. Then- DEAFENING ROARS
Then- DEAFENING ROARS! "UNBELIEVABLE!" "ARMAAN TAKEDA HAS DONE THE IMPOSSIBLE!" "HE TOOK DOWN THE TYRANT OF BRUTALITY!" The arena erupted into chaos as people cheered, screamed, and chanted his name. Announcer (his voice nearly breaking from excitement): "LADIES AND GENTLEMEN! AGAINST ALL ODDS! AGAINST A MONSTER NO ONE BELIEVED COULD BE DEFEATED! ARMAAN TAKEDA STANDS AS THE VICTOR
Scene 2: The Assassin's Body Breaks Down But Armaan wasn't celebrating. His legs wobbled, the adrenaline wearing off like a fading drug. His entire body was breaking down. The toll of the Chi-infused cigarettes, the paralysis effect of his own concoction, and the brutality of the battle had pushed him past his absolute limits. Armaan (muttering to himself, barely conscious): "Shit... my legs... won't... move-" Then everything blurred. BANG
Armaan collapsed. Blood seeped from his wounds, pooling around him. His limbs twitched uncontrollably. The cheers turned to gasps. The medical teams rushed forward. Rajan Awasthi (standing up from his seat): "Get him stabilized. Now." The medics lifted Armaan onto a stretcher, his arms hanging limply at his sides. His breathing was erratic. His heartbeat dangerously slow. He had won. But at what costScene 3: Ragos Valdir's Last Words Ragos Valdir opened his eyes. Though his body was too damaged to move, his gaze followed Armaan as he was carried away. ◆ Ragos (his voice a hoarse whisper): "Heh... You actually beat me... Assassin." For the first time in his life-Ragos had lost. He felt no hatred. No rage. No desire for revenge. Instead, a twisted grin formed on his bloodied face. Ragos: "He's... the real deal
Then-his eyes closed again, as the medics rushed to stabilize his conditionBut another presence in the observation deck was far less amused. Daichi Sakamoto, the Phantom Blade of Vritra Dominion Academy, narrowed his eyes. Daichi (thinking): "That fool... should've lost. But he didn't. Why?" His grip tightened on the hilt of his katana. Daichi: "If I fight him... I won't make the same mistake Raqos did." Somewhere deeper in the stands, a cloaked figure chuckled to himselfwhispering): "Fascinating... The smoke assassin grows stronger." Scene 5: Armaan's Recovery & New Challenges Await Kit Sakti Academy's medical wing. Armaan lay unconscious on a hospital bed, wires connected to him as his body attempted to recover. His hands twitched as if still locked in battle. Beside him, Rai and Tanmay watched in silenceTanmay (gritting his teeth): "He always takes it too far." ◆ Rai (arms crossed, watching Armaan carefully): "And that's why he won." The door swung open. Neha and Alisha stepped inside, concern written all over their faces. Neha (quietly): "How bad is it?" Rai: "Three broken ribs. Severe exhaustion. Overuse of Chi energy. And his nicotine levels are dangerously high.' The room fell into silence. Then- Armaan coughed
His eyes flickered open. He exhaled smoke. Armaan (grinning weakly): "Did we win?" Tanmay grinned back, shaking his head. ◆ Tanmay: "Yeah, you crazy bastard. We won." Scene 6: The Next Round Begins Stronger Opponents Emerge The tournament was far from over. Though Armaan had secured victory, new dangers were rising. Daichi Sakamoto tched from the shadows, his next approaching