An Unfinished Battle

A figure jumped out from the arena stands as he landed on the battle stage causing it to shake due to his weight.

Aildris slowly rose from his crouched expression as he looked at Zeras before him. Even though he had witnessed the earlier exchange between Zeras and Eliot, it still wasn't enough to make his heart shudder in him.

"3...2..1. Go!"

"I believe we have an unfinished battle don't we?.." Aildris's voice rang out like thunder as he slammed his right leg into the ground, his hands placed on his lowered waist.

Zera's eyes looked at Aildris as he nodded. It was true their earlier fight wasn't finished the last time.

"Then let's finish it here..." Zeras said as he prepared himself, hardening his fist to the highest level possible.

"And if I remember correctly of the fight the last time, you were completely bested by me..." Aildris said a prideful smirk on his diamond scales face.

"Don't get the wrong idea, I was just starting..."