The Iron Will vs the Wild Heart

"And now, the moment you've all been waiting for—the final match of the tournament!" 

The announcer's voice echoed through the massive arena, carrying over the thunderous cheers of the crowd.

Spectators leaned forward eagerly in their seats, eyes glittering with anticipation.

Flags waved, and chants filled the air as excitement pulsed like a living thing through the audience.

"From the indomitable stronghold of Elthram, a man whose strength knows no limits—the unshakable titan, Nathan, the Iron Warden!"

Nathan strode into the arena, every step steady and deliberate.

His polished armor gleamed under the midday sun, and the steel spear in his hand caught the light like a blade of fate.

His stoic face showed no reaction to the deafening cheers.

"Fuck, how's the underdog gonna get out of this one!"

One spectator roared.

"Shut that dang annoying dog's mouth up!"

Another shouted.