Nameless King

Every giant scar contained some sort of ability and the fourth one was no exception. On the contrary, the fourth one immediately proved to be the most massive and spectacular, for as soon as the scar on Gael's right leg shone brightly, the weather itself began to change.

Powerful torrents of wind appeared out of nowhere, while the bright sky was covered in storm clouds like a powerful storm.

"What's going on...?" Nila muttered as her heart began to race, "Is it an ability or a complete climate change?"

"Well, like I said, each scar will be stronger than the last. We've already seen half of them, so the fourth one is a transitional phase. Though, that doesn't mean the next scars will be any less effective." Alucard said with a slight smile on his face.

Gael slowly rose from the ground, while the wind fluttered his hair and fluttered his long robe. The wind had become his ally, for it was the effect of his fourth scar, now this power was ready to help him win.

Ereg was wary he had not yet seen the full effect, but he sensed that the threat was significant and perhaps even deadly.

"Wind? I thought all your powers would be tied to some monsters." Ereg smirked looking at Gael slowly striding in his direction.

Gael's gait was serene but for some reason with every step he took there was a clear threat growing, and Ereg could feel it. His instincts told him that he had to stay alert, even though he had just dealt Gael a crushing blow with his fist.

Gael's body was strong enough to continue to withstand almost any amount of damage. The most important thing was that he still had the will to fight and the energy. However, the same was true for Ereg.

Ether, was his main strength at the moment, but it was actually his spirit, unwilling to give up. His instincts were always with him and he trusted them no matter what situation he found himself in.

"Monsters?" Gael tilted his head with a calm look, "Agh, you're talking about claws and jaws, right? Well, the second scar was not related to a monster. Moreover, there's nothing scarier in this world than the power of nature, or do you disagree with that?"

At the same moment, Gael swung his hand causing a powerful stream of wind that carried him forward, bringing him back to the Colosseum.

Whoooooooooooooooooooosh.

Then, the wind began to move with tremendous speed, spinning around the colosseum and creating a kind of dome that covered the entire area and the spectators.

All that remained was the storm clouds high above, slowly swirling and forming a tiny vortex in the center. It wasn't ready to descend upon Ereg yet, but at some point, that moment was definitely going to come.

"And...? That's it?" Ereg raised an eyebrow in confusion. He could feel that a powerful aura was emanating from the vortex, capable of harming even him, but the vortex was still too weak.

The vortex needed some time to reach its peak power and help Gael in battle. However, if Gael had nothing else in his arsenal, it was an easy victory for Ereg.

Gael shook his head.

"Of course not. I realize you think I have nothing to surprise you besides the vortex, but you're wrong. When the vortex gains speed and power, it will become my weapon, that's true, but... You'll have to try harder to live up to that moment." Gael said majestically as his eyes shone brightly and a powerful aura began to emanate from him.

This aura was different from what the audience had felt before, it was free, yet all-consuming. It was as if everything that would happen in the arena was under Gael's complete control and will.

"The wind...? But, could the wind be dangerous in a situation like this?" Nila muttered in disbelief, "What is he going to do?"

Alucard chuckled evilly, for he was the only one who had seen Gael's fourth giant scar in action.

"Hey, maybe you should just tell us everything so you don't have to keep it to yourself?" Nitra suggested with the clear intention of learning as much as she could about Gael's giant scars.

Alucard merely waved his hand.

"Just look. Gael went through serious, deadly trials to get his scars. If I just tell you, I'm insulting the effort he put in. You need to understand that as much as the others."

Nitra didn't answer anything. She just snorted and crossed her arms over her chest with puffed-up cheeks. She knew Alucard was right, but that didn't mean her interest in the information was gone.

Liang looked intently at Gael, who had a slight confident smile on his face.

"He doesn't seem to be worried at all that Ereg's blue ghost has already reached 87%, and I think it will soon reach 88%." Liang suggested with a hard stare.

Alucard shrugged.

"To be honest, Ereg has been through a lot of trials already as well as Gael. He's already adapted to almost everything, but this wind has a unique purpose."

Liang raised an eyebrow with curiosity.

At the same time, Sven, Marlis, Osvald, and Wain were discussing Gael's fourth scar.

"What do you think?" Sven asked with a sly smile, "Do you feel any threat from the wind?"

Wain shook his head.

"No, but this wind is kind of weird like it can move a lot faster than it is now. I mean, not just several times its speed, but practically reach infinity. It's a feeling that's pretty hard to explain."

Sven's gaze deepened as he went back to watching the fight

Marlis and Osvald were arguing with each other about something as usual. Their opinions about this fight changed quite often as well as their favorites. However, it didn't matter whose victory they were betting on, it was never one person.

Gael looked around, looked at the dome from the raging, at the spectators awaiting his next action, and let out a slight sigh.

"Alright. I think we should get started, don't you?" Gael suggested before reaching forward, slowly clenching his fist.

At the same moment, streams of wind traveled towards his hand, transforming into a dense sphere with powerful energy.

Ereg was alert as he got into a fighting stance. He expected Gael to throw that sphere at him. He thought it was a bomb or something.

However, it didn't happen.

Gael continued to squeeze the sphere for a while until a large white rune in the shape of open wings appeared on it. Then, Gael smiled, opened his palm. and the sphere flew high up.

Whooooooooooooosh.

Without his intervention, the sphere began to move rapidly around the circle of the arena, getting faster and faster until it turned into a snow-white disk.

"Alright. That's enough." Gael said calmly, and the sphere stopped.

Strangely enough, instead of the snow-white energy disk, many more of the same spheres appeared. They were exact copies of the first one.

The spheres trembled slightly as if the speed inside them was trying to escape.

Ereg, once again, prepared to attack, but again nothing happened. Instead of pouncing on Ereg as the jaws would have done, the spheres stood in a pillar, one beneath the other.

Then, they began to move quickly around the arena again, creating several snow-white disks.

When the spheres stopped, the entire perimeter of the arena was covered with hundreds of spheres - the purpose of which was still unknown. Only Gael and Alucard knew what was happening, for the rest of them it was a real mystery.

"What the hell...? Why did you create these spheres...?" Ereg muttered in confusion, looking at the spheres.

They began to separate from each other leaving the strict rows and spreading across the arena. This time, Ereg did not expect them to attack, for he realized that was not their purpose.

The spheres just floated serenely around the arena, moving in random trajectories, but they never collided with each other as if there was an invisible barrier between them.

"Alright, let's get started." Gael said confidently, swinging his sword the space around him trembled. His second scar had managed to accumulate some energy during this time, so he was going to use it to make his attacks more powerful.

"Tsk. I don't know what those spheres are supposed to do, but I'm not going to wait for them to pounce on me and destroy me!" Ereg exclaimed before rushing forward.

He didn't run at Gael as he would have wanted him to but at the nearest sphere. Ereg's fists were covered in thick ether, causing ripples in the air as he unleashed an attack on the sphere.

Gael smirked. He stopped in place, wanting to watch Ereg's reaction, for he knew what would happen.

Bam.

Ereg attacked with all his speed so the sphere couldn't dodge, even for Gael it would have been possible.

Whoooooooooooooosh.

However, the sphere just shifted, seemingly at supersonic speed.

"What...? I hit it, I almost hit it... there was less than a fraction of a second left..." Ereg muttered in a disbelief.