The battle raged on between Seemus and Zalmic, their ferocity shaking the arena to its very core. Seemus's raw strength clashed with Zalmic's calculated precision, every movement a clash of titanic power. Zalmic's blade sliced through the air, parrying Seemus's monstrous claws with ease, while Seemus retaliated with blinding speed, his form a blur of savage might.
"You can't keep up with me forever, Zalmic!" Seemus roared, his fangs bared, claws aiming for Zalmic's heart.
"I don't need to," Zalmic replied, effortlessly dodging and delivering a quick slash across Seemus's side. Blood sprayed, but Seemus barely flinched, his fangs gleaming brighter.
The crowd was on edge, the arena shaking with every blow. Yet, just as it seemed like Seemus would overwhelm the Vampire King, an oppressive force descended. A surge of pressure, thick and unyielding, flooded the entire arena, making even the strongest of combatants falter.
Meanwhile...
