Season Finale:

In the heart of the ravine, the rushing water provided a chaotic backdrop to our battle. The sound of the rapids drowned out any other noise, adding to the intensity of the fight.

Alex launched his assault with a flurry of kicks and punches, his movements swift and precise. He moved with a grace that belied his strength, each strike aimed with deadly accuracy. His fighting style was fluid, reminiscent of a dancer as he weaved through the onslaught of the screecher's attacks.

On the other hand, the screecher fought with a wild and savage ferocity. Its movements were erratic and unpredictable, fueled by an unholy rage. It slashed and clawed with abandon, its blows fueled by sheer brute force.

The screecher pressed its advantage as Alex dodged and countered, driving him back with relentless aggression. Its claws tore through the air with razor-sharp precision, leaving deep gouges in the rocky walls of the ravine.