After a long delay, the fourth and final duel was ready to begin.
Both sides were already prepared to fight. They had no further demands and had no excuses left to postpone this inevitable fight.
Many observers watched closely as they placed their hopes on one Ascended Giant or another.
The Oscillating Fist began to rub his large gauntleted hands against each other.
This odd motion generated mysterious energies that shook the surrounding space.
The fact that he was able to do this just with a casual motion hinted at much greater power if he started to get serious.
Ves and the Dark Apostle knew that they could not afford to make any mistakes this time.
"This will be a true life-or-death struggle." Ves seriously spoke. "Nobody will come to save us if we are in trouble. We have agreed to participate in an honorable duel out of our own choice. We have no one else to blame but ourselves if we have grossly overestimated our strength and underestimated our opponent."
