The battle between Riku and Arashi raged on, neither willing to give an inch. Every strike, every movement was a test of strength, speed, and skill. But as the fight drew on, Riku could feel something inside him shift. His body was aching, bruised, and battered, but it no longer mattered. He had tapped into something deeper—something he didn't even fully understand.
Arashi's blows were powerful, and his technique flawless, but Riku had learned. He had grown. And now, the energy he had once struggled to harness flowed through him like a torrent, guiding his every move. The essence that had once felt foreign was now an extension of himself.
"You've come a long way, Riku," Arashi said, breathing heavily as he stood, wiping blood from his lips. "But can you finish this? Can you truly overcome me?"
Riku didn't answer with words. Instead, he tightened his fists, feeling the power coursing through his veins. His eyes glowed with the golden light of his Divine Avatar essence, and a fierce determination burned in his chest. This was it—the culmination of everything he had learned over the past four years. This was his moment.
With a burst of speed, Riku closed the distance between them in the blink of an eye. Arashi raised his guard, but Riku wasn't attacking with brute force anymore. This time, he was focused. Every strike was calculated, each one aimed to push Arashi further, break through his defenses, and finally end this fight.
Riku's first punch landed with precision, striking Arashi's shoulder and sending him stumbling back. The older warrior was fast, recovering quickly, but Riku was faster. He followed up with a series of fluid, controlled blows—each one a testament to the hours of training, to the blood and sweat he had poured into his craft.
Arashi blocked and dodged, but Riku's attacks were relentless. With every move, his power grew, and Arashi's defenses began to crack. The older man's breathing became heavier, his movements less fluid. Riku could see it now—Arashi was beginning to falter.
Then, in one decisive moment, Riku launched himself into the air, performing a spinning kick that caught Arashi off guard. The kick landed squarely on Arashi's chest, and the older warrior was sent hurtling backward. He crashed to the ground with a heavy thud, sliding across the dirt, his body not moving for a long moment.
Riku stood there, chest heaving, his golden eyes locked onto his opponent. For a moment, the world felt still—silent. The storm overhead seemed to pause, as though holding its breath, waiting for what would come next.
Arashi slowly pushed himself up from the ground, his body bruised and battered, his once-immaculate appearance now disheveled. He met Riku's gaze, a tired smile spreading across his face.
"You did it," Arashi said, his voice strained but filled with respect. "You actually did it, Riku. You beat me."
Riku stood tall, his breath still coming in heavy gasps. Despite the exhaustion weighing down on him, a sense of pride swelled within him. He had done it. He had defeated Arashi. Not through sheer force or overpowering strength, but through mastery of himself, his essence, and the lessons Arashi had imparted to him over the years.
"It wasn't easy," Riku said, his voice steady but filled with emotion. "But… I'm not the same person I was four years ago."
Arashi nodded, his smile still in place despite the pain. "No, you're not. You've become something more. You've learned what it means to push past your limits, to fight with purpose. And most importantly… you've learned how to trust yourself."
Riku lowered his guard, his body still aching, but his spirit stronger than ever. "Thanks, Arashi," he said quietly, his voice filled with gratitude. "I wouldn't have made it this far without you."
Arashi chuckled softly. "You've always had the potential, Riku. I was just here to help you unlock it."
The two stood there for a moment, the storm above finally calming as the tension of the battle began to dissipate. Riku had won—not just the fight, but his own sense of self. He had proven that he was no longer just a kid with hidden potential. He was a warrior, ready to face whatever challenges lay ahead.
And though Arashi was the one who had trained him, it was now clear that Riku had become his own force to be reckoned with.