"Oh, curtain call?" Dramstin grinned as he stomped the ground. Music erupted from him as she strummed her guitar and for but a moment. The whole world stood still.
Iliya looked down upon the arena. Nothing could be heard at this moment. She clenched her hand and looked as if everything went in slow motion. Delilah was slowly swinging her guitar forward. Dramstin would slowly move forward himself, swinging his enhanced hand. She could slowly see Leaun, Kotoha, Moira, Skabne, and the others around her, shouting. She couldn't hear anything, though. Her eyes moved up toward the other side. You could see Connor, Alexander, Ilfri, and Faust shouting too. She kept her eyes on them for a moment, seeing the cheering coming from them. The desperation. The utter chaos that unfolded in Connor's eyes. She looked down upon the fight again, and in this whole slow motion, you could see a single raven fly around down there, controlled by Himpus. The crow would keep its eye on the fight, showing it to the people around them. She would swallow and then make eye contact with the crow. The crow would look at her for but a moment, and as she slowly reached toward it, it flew into the air again. She looked down at the fight again and then took a deep breath. She bends her head back and then lets out a chaotic shout. The shout would ring out down to the arena and erupt simultaneously when the music started to play.
"GO, DELILAH!"
The rock music erupts together with the EDM, combining into one tune. Dramstin threw a punch which Delilah dodged under before strumming her guitar, sending an explosion forward, making him fly back. He held up both hands, blocking the fire as he slid back. He would charge forward, swinging his fists at her in a boxing manner. She would dodge it all, swinging her guitar forward, cutting him. He would stumble back, throwing a kick at her, landing it on her face, making her stumble to the side. He slid forward quickly, hitting her right in the stomach, sending her stumbling back. She would run forward, jumping into the air, planting a headbutt to his head before strumming her guitar, sending out an icicle piercing his shoulder. He would stumble back and roar as he would jump forward, planting a flurry of punches to her face, spinning around, kicking her with his foot. She would slide over the ground after falling, getting up as she strums the guitar once again, sending out an explosion. He would charge through the fire like it was nothing, laughing as he would dodge under her incoming swing with the guitar, making all the tattoos compress around his fist as he punched her in the jaw, sending her flying up. She would fall to the ground, spitting out a tooth as she stood up. She would grab her guitar and play a quick riff, sending out a powerful shockwave of fire. He would run into it, burning his body, but he would keep laughing. He would Jump into the air and plant a kick to her jaw. She would fall into the wall as he would leap at her, trying to joust his fist into her face. She moved to the side at the last second, allowing his fist to break the wall. She would spin around, swinging her guitar, hitting him over the back with it, cutting it open as he slammed against the wall. She would run away as he would slowly recover, standing up. He would clench his fist, pointing it at her.
"DIE!" He shouted, unleashing a shockwave of sound toward her. She would turn around, strumming the guitar loudly as a barrier of fire would erupt in front of her, blocking the shockwave. He would laugh as he ran toward her keeping up the shockwave. She would grin as she lowered the fire and slid under the shockwave, cutting him in the food. He would fall over as his foot would fly into the air. She would get up again, jumping back as she would grin.
"What's wrong?!" She laughed. He would growl as he would look down at his amputated foot. The tattoos would move over his body, turning into a foot as he stomped the ground.
"Oh, you!" He laughed as he walked toward her. Every time the ink-black foot touched the ground, it would crack. She would move her fingers over the neck of the the guitar, hitting a few strings along the way as she looked at him approach.
"I'm done playing nice." He said as he grabbed his icepick from his pocket and ran toward her. He pulled off his tank top, laughing as he leaped into the air. She would dodge to the side, but he would swing the icepick like it was a knife, cutting her over the cheek. She would stumble back as he used his ink-black foot to set off, flying toward her, stabbing her in the gut with the icepick.
"VIBRATION ZERO!" He shouted as music erupted from him, pouring into the icepick, making it vibrate and making the wound even worse. She would cough out blood as she stepped forward into the icepick, planting a headbutt to his head. He would stumble back as she grabbed the icepick, pulling it out. She growled in pain as she walked forward, leaping into the air, cutting the icepick into his eye, and making him stumble back.
"An eye for an eye..." she said as she quickly grabbed her guitar, swinging it like an axe, hitting his stomach, cutting it open, and sending him flying back.
"HERE GOES!" She shouted, strumming the guitar, sending out fire again, burning into him as he fell back. Delilah would take a step forward but felt light-headed as she took a few steps back, falling to her butt. Dramstin would lie on the ground, rolling off the fire.
