The gang leader pride couldn’t take it. How could a measly tier 1 be pushing him back like this? To make matters worse, West’s attacks were dealing way more damage than his.

"Kyaarrrrhhhhh!" A blood gauntlet formed around his fist as he punched upward with a roar.

The blow connected with West’s jaw sending him flying backward.

Bloodstain immediately leapt forward, appearing before him and punching out again but West blocked this time

Still he didn’t let up, he began throwing fist after fist out and West did the same.

BANG! BAM! BOOM! BOOM! BAM!

The two exchanged blows at blinding speeds causing shockwaves to erupt continuously, further expanding the crater.

Chunks of concrete rose and shattered as the air around them twisted.

Bloodstain suddenly realized two things in the process of their continously exchange. His breathing had become heavier while West’s hadn’t and he was getting forced back every time their fists clashed.

Their fists clashed one more time powerfully and Bloodstain made use of the opportunity to disengage, jumping back by over thirty feet.

His eyes narrowed as he glared at West. ’This kid isn’t normal!’ He screamed internally.

’He is an abomination!’

Bloodstain’s instincts only told him one thing at this moment... End it now.

The veteran gang leader blood aura erupted as every remaining weapon in mid air, converged.

Everything gathered back together causing the entire battlefield to glow crimson.

The gang leader raised both hands and the blood condensed as a gigantic spear began forming.

Pressure rose as it grew to a size of over fifty feet.

Currently, the frozen arena that Jax had created was barely recognizable anymore.

The once-pristine walls of ice were riddled with cracks from top to bottom and their surfaces splintering under the pressure of the duel that had raged within them.

Deep craters scarred the ground, while countless dimmed blue footprints and crimson stains painted a picture of a battle that neither combatant had been willing to lose... and it was about to get worse.

The massive spear tip gleamed with terrifying sharpness while crimson energy continuously flowed across its surface.

The pressure alone was enough to make the cracked ice walls groan.

Outside the enclosure, even those who couldn’t see the battle felt it.

Jax slowly turned toward the towering walls. "...West..."

Several Shadow Reapers recruits swallowed nervously while Iron Vultures members stopped fighting.

The overwhelming pressure radiating from within the enclosure was enough to make everyone instinctively hold their breath.

Bloodstain slowly lowered one arm. "You’ve pushed me this far."

His grin widened. "You should be proud."

West’s glowing eyes remained fixed on the massive spear as he bent his knees slightly, preparing to evade.

All of a sudden...

WHAM!

Blood tentacles burst out from beneath the ground.

West’s eyes widened as one wrapped around his ankles while another around his calves.

Before he could try to free himself, two more coiled tightly around his forearms while another wrapped itself around his waist.

He immediately pulled but the restraints stretched, refusing to break while more latched out, trapping him in place.

Bloodstain laughed. "Now there’s no way to use that insane speed of yours."

His grin became vicious as Bloodstain thrust his hand forward. "DIE!"

The gigantic blood spear shot forward, exploding through the battlefield like a meteor descending from the heavens.

BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOM!

The sound shook the entire district as everything in its path disappeared.

The ice wall up ahead was obliterated instantly while the spear continued forward without slowing.

It blasted across the street before striking a building more than a hundred feet away.

A deafening explosion erupted as concrete burst outward and a gigantic hole appeared straight through the center of the structure.

Dust engulfed the surroundings and when the destruction finally settled... a massive trench stretched from Bloodstain’s feet all the way to the ruined building in the distance.

Outside the enclosure, everyone stared in astonishment.

"...It’s over," one Iron Vultures member muttered.

Several Shadow Reapers recruits lowered their heads.

Inside the battlefield, Bloodstain slowly exhaled as his breathing turned rough.

That attack had consumed an enormous amount of power but it had done its job.

"It..."

"...is finally over."

Tap~

Tap~

Immediately after he voiced out in victory, he felt two gentle taps on his shoulder.

Bloodstain stiffened as a familiar voice spoke behind him.

"Hey."

"I think you missed."

His pupils shrank. "Impossible..."

He slowly turned around and to his utmost disbelief, West stood there completely unharmed.

Behind him, dozens upon dozens of glowing blue footprints had begun lighting up once again.

The cooldown... had ended.

Bloodstain’s face was filled with disbelief.

West smiled beneath the monstrous features of the Void Fang Predator.

"You spent so much effort to conjure such powerful attack... completely unaware that my teleportation cooldown was about to end."

He shrugged lightly. "Unfortunately..."

"...it came back at the worst possible time for you."

Bloodstain instinctively tried to move but before he could even a single step, West clawed hand shot forward with explosive force.

THOOM!

Bloodstain staggered backward violently with widened eyes.

Blood escaped the corner of his mouth as the force of the blow traveled through his body.

His knees buckled as he looked down in shock to see West’s entire fist inside his chest.

For several long seconds... neither moved before Bloodstain slowly collapsed.

The crimson aura surrounding him flickered before vanishing completely.

West remained standing over him for a moment with a slowly pumping organ in his grasp.

The monstrous features covering West’s body slowly receded.

The fur disappeared... the claws shortened... and the glowing fangs withdrew.

Within seconds, he had returned to his normal human appearance.

He quietly walked out through the shattered remains of the ice enclosure as the dust surrounding the vicinity slowly cleared.

Everyone turned toward him as he looked across the battlefield before speaking in a calm voice while raising the heart in his grasp. "Your leader is dead."

His words echoed across the ruined street. "You have two choices."

He slowly swept his gaze across the remaining Iron Vultures members. "You can continue fighting until every last one of you falls..."

"...or you can leave..."

"...and never return."