The Moonlight Swordsman



*Bup*

When the container broke open, a cloud of red and black smoke blew out, filling Ravanna's mouth with a choking haze. 

*Cough* *Cough* *Cough*

"AGHHHHH... YOU TRASH HUMAN *Cough*

Amidst the choking smoke and with eyes ablaze in a crimson hue, Ravanna's body crackled with electrifying energy. 

Even though the smoke had him in its grip, he ran straight at Aizel with no intention of stopping. His fist surged forward once more, seeking to break through Aizel's defenses.

Aizel's quick thinking and resourcefulness came into play as he attempted to mitigate the force of the punch.

Ravanna's power, on the other hand, was incredible, and the force of the collision sent Aizel flying backward. He left a path of damage behind him, including a line of broken trees that fell like dominoes when he hit them.

Unrelenting, Ravanna pursued Aizel, pushing his assault to breach the defenses of AIzel. 

"You mother fucker, let me show you how to beat someone's ass," Aizel said.

He stepped forward and propelled himself forward with the help of fire magic. 

Both fighters met again in a hypnotic dance of power. Ravanna unleashed a relentless barrage of blows with his massive arms, while Aizel, armed with only one hand, met each strike with unwavering composure.

As they traded blows, the ground shook with the energy of their fight. It was a whirlwind of punches and blocks as they went at each other.

But Aizel's ingenuity shone through as he harnessed the water droplets surrounding him, shaping them into a powerful water wave.

He dodged and changed the direction of Ravanna's punches with perfect timing, leaving the giant Orge off-balance.

Drawing strength from the flames, Aizel propelled his hand forward, delivering a searing straight uppercut that snapped Ravanna's head backward.

Swift as a lightning bolt, Aizel spun, harnessing the dual forces of fire and lightning, and unleashed a kick aimed precisely at Ravanna's gut.

Aizel's speed and strength were on full display with his kick, which had an incredible impact.

Ravanna was pushed backward and sent flying through the air toward the far shore, like a kite in the wind.

His huge body slammed into the shore with a loud crash. As he dragged through the rocks and sand, he left a path of destruction in his wake. 

The ground trembled beneath the force of his landing, creating craters that marred the once-peaceful landscape.

Aizel, meanwhile, soared through the air with the aid of fire, closing the distance between them swiftly. Hovering mid-air, he steadied himself, his gaze unwavering as he focused on the struggling figure of Ravanna.

He raised all ten of her fingers toward the ogre.

The jet cutter streams rushed forward like ten sharp, immovable spears of water, heading straight for Ravanna. The ogre ran as fast as lightning to get away from the deadly attack, but the constant force of the water jets left a mark. 

Despite his valiant efforts to avoid them, the powerful streams grazed his colossal form, leaving behind deep wounds like gaping holes in his body.

Aizel descended gracefully from the air, his feet making a soft and determined landing on the battlefield.  As he moved toward Ravanna, his spirit weapon, Sekki, changed into a dagger.I think you should take a look at

The once-powerful ogre stood there bruised and bloodied, bearing the scars of their intense clash. 

Blood poured from the holes inflicted by the relentless water jet cutter streams, while one of his heads burst open and two of his arms resisted while two of them were cut by Aizel, a testament to the ferocity of their duel.

As Ravanna breathed heavily, the air seemed to resonate with the weight of their confrontation.

Ravanna's wounded body lunged forward and tried to hit Aizel with another strong punch, but the nimble mage easily dodged the attack.

Aizel used his dagger in a smooth manner, driving it precisely into Ravanna's arms. Seizing the chance, he quickly climbed onto the ogre's arm and launched another swift kick right at his face.

His dagger danced with frenzy, stabbing relentlessly into Ravanna's wounded arm. 

He tightened his grip and held the arm firmly in place. With a focused burst of energy, he sent a concentrated explosion at the injured limb, causing it to explode in a spectacular show of power.

Sekki quickly changed into strong chains that glowed with a ghostly light. Aizel took advantage of this chance and skillfully threw the chains, catching one of Ravanna's strong legs. With a pull, he brought the powerful giant to his knees.

Closing the gap between them, Aizel's determination blazed in his eyes as he grasped Ravanna's main face, gripping it with resolute strength. With fierce exertion, he wrenched the canine teeth from the ogre's mouth.

"Told you, motherfucker. I will rip those teeth from your mouth."

Aizel then placed his two fingers on his head and shot the water jet cutter stream that bore a hole right through his brain, killing him on the spot. 

He raised his hand high in the air and then fainted right next to Ravanna.

"HE HAS DONE ITTTTTT....."

"WOAHHHHHH!!!!........

"WOAHHHHHH!!!!........

"WAR GOD...

"WAR GOD...

"WAR GOD...

"WAR GOD...

The crowd yelled and cheered so loudly that their joy echoed through the grand colosseum. 

The ground itself seemed to tremble under the weight of their loud cheers, a testament to the magnitude of the spectacle they had just witnessed. 

Shoka, the master of ceremonies, clasped his hands together, and with a commanding motion, the battlefield dimension disappeared, showing the aftermath of the fierce battle.

The dead bodies of the mages who had been killed lay all over the arena, a sad reminder of how violent the fight had been. Some people died during the magical fight, but few of them were able to make it through the rough ordeal. 

The center stage bore the imposing form of Ravanna's lifeless corpse, a once formidable opponent now stilled in defeat.

Amidst the aftermath, Aizel lay unconscious, his battered body next to the vanquished ogre. Faint breaths escaped his lips, a sign of his survival but also a reminder of the toll the battle had taken on him.