A man with a pen

"What is this?" Kaden's pupils dilated from surprise. "I... I know that skill. Why does that guy possess it? Don't tell me he is the one."

 More disks came flying through the air but they ended up becoming shards of ice under the touch of Max's feet and the might of his sword strikes. 

 "Is this all you got?" Max scoffed in disgust. "How are you even a rank above me? Perhaps the gaming system made a miscalculation regarding that."

 "Oh, you think so?" Kaden raised an eyebrow with scorn as he leaped towards Max with his fists covered in ice. 

 Max scoffed once again. 

"It's not something that needs to be thought about."

 The sword in his hand disappeared and fierce flames blasted over his clenched fists, prepared and in wait for his vexed opponent. 

 Both right fists slammed into each other and the impact led to each party skidding backwards. 

Quick thoughts rushed through Kaden's mind.