Candidate Number Four charged forward immediately with each step shaking the floor beneath his heavy strides.
His body gleamed with its steel-like sheen. It looks like that his every muscle was tightened and primed for destruction.
The sheer force of his movements was much slower compared to Candidate Three's blur of speed, but the weight behind them was monstrous.
He swung a fist the size of a hammer straight at Erend's head.
The attack tore through the air with such force that a sharp gust of wind followed behind it, ruffling the uniforms of those standing nearby.
WHOOOM!
The punch missed Erend's face by inches as Erend tilted his head smoothly aside, the shockwave rippling past him.
The candidate roared and threw another punch. This time at Erend's chest.
The floor shuddered as his hardened knuckles hit the stone tiles, carving a crack across the chamber floor when Erend sidestepped at the last second.
Gasps echoed around the room who had never seen it before.
