"Sir, are you both ready..?" Said by the attendant, responsible for players or warriors.

"Yes…"

"I am"

After a few minutes…

"Please proceed to the opposite direction and ready your beasts…"

Slowly, Jomel and Balmorc walk in opposite direction.

They know what to do, when the battle is about to start, they would have to walk in a different direction and the referee or the announcer would introduce them.

…

Announcer: "Everyone, this is an unexpected event, a hundred battle events!"

He stopped talking after that, seemingly waiting for the noise of the crowd to die down and listen.

Crowd: "Murmur murmur"

Crowd: "Murmur mur …"

Crowd: "Murmur … …"

Crowd: "… … … … …"

Crowd: "… … … …"

Crowd: "… … …"

Crowd: "… …"

Crowd: "…"

After confirming that the crowd is quiet, the announcer continued "This is a huge surprise, because of the combat passers being absent on this Combat starter" The announcer with a disappointed voice said with a hopeless tone "The fight won't happen between a combat passer and a new talent!"

Crowd: "Booo!!! Give us a good fight!"

Crowd: "Drag those combat passers down here!"

Crowd: "Tie them down here!"

Crowd: "Let them do their job!"

Crowd: "…"

A loud booming sound was heating up in the arena, the announcer succeeded in leading the crowd, so he added "However…"

The crowd had gone quiet because of the expectation. The announcer with an excited but a little bit calm voice replied to their ranting "A guest elder appeared…!"

Crowd: "Booo!!! Guest elders are always weak!"

Crowd: "Another fcking replacement!"

Crowd: "Kick him away!"

Crowd: "Feed him to a zombie!"

Crowd: "…"

…

'They are underestimating you…' Megalania talks with an entertained tone.

Balmorc flexed his burly muscles 'They won't able to say that again…!' and then he walks up slowly forward with a confident pace.

…

"Uh Uh Uh, I won't say that if I were you…!" The announcer warned the crowd, before continuing again "This time the invited combat passer is not just a common combat warrior!" The crowd shuts up seemingly waiting for a surprise.

Silence drowned the crowd as he continued…

"On the Red side!..." Ignoring his saliva that is splattering he roared! "Hailing from the strongest race of orc! The violent orc! The champion of the regional orc battle! Conqueror of two halls in their own Combat Park…!"

The crowd is hype!

Crowd: "Go!!! I hope your beasts last!!!"

Crowd: "Bring the destroyer down! "

Crowd: "Give us blood! "

Crowd: "Show us your violent race true strength! "

Crowd: "Boooooo!!!"

The whole crowd had gone so wild! Some are cheering for him, some are booing him, some are wishing for the destroyer to be brought down!

Balmorcs shadow is coming near the balcony, while the announcer is continuing his introduction!

"He is looking for a fight! Always hunger for a battle! Hunting for blood! The mighty! Powerful! BAAAAAALLLLLMMOOOOOOOONNNNNNNN!!!!!!!!!!....."

Crowd: "Balmorc! Balmorc! Balmorc! Balmorc! Balmorc! Balmorc! Balmorc! Balmorc!"

Balmorc walked up to the balcony, while the arena is down there, the arena had nothing but a wide space for a battle for beasts, it like a soccer stadium but a little smaller just a little.

Balmorc spreads and raised his am like a champion and released a battle cry "RAAAAARRRRGGGHHHHHHHH!!!!"

The crowd became more hyped and cheered: "Balmorc! Balmorc! Balmorc! Balmorc! Balmorc! Balmorc! Balmorc! Balmorc!"

The introduction is not finished and the announcer took a deep breath and loudly "And his first beast! Known to be an undisputed close combat monster, that is said to be unbeatable during a close combat fight! A mighty being on its alpha form! The terrifying! The mighty!..."

He gasped for another deep breath and loudly screamed "A combination of a draconic and a warrior soul-beast! The grappling king! IGRUUAAACCCOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!"

Balmorc assumed a stance and when he thought that the timing is right, with a swing of his hand, something came out!

A black shadow shot towards mid-air covered the sun.

When it finally fell it created a…

Boom!!!

A booming sound that shook the arena and created a lot of dust in the air, and with a…

ROAAARRR!!!!!!

With a blast from his roar, the sand dust disappeared and the beast revealed itself!

It was a beast with sharp fangs, shining claws, a scale of a white dragon, and ahead of that of a reptilian. It was standing proudly on its two legs with its arms opened wide like it was inviting for a fight!

A projection suddenly appeared at the top of the arena and it is featuring the 'Igruaco's' Accomplishment, it shows all the might beings is brought down to the ground.

On the other side of the door that has a balcony for tamers. Jomel is looking towards the beast in the arena that was showing its might to the audience.

His eyes flashed with crimson red light!

[This is not a system, this just what it looks like when he organize it inside his mind]

Igruaco

Type: Draconic and Warrior

Level 50

The grappling king

A draconic that is said to be born to fight, fight and honor is the very definition of its race life, and it is said to be a master of grappling! Not terrified of anyone and was able to take down normal legendary soul-beasts.

When young and still igruaco, they will leave their birth place to search and train in the wild, and if they die, they have no one to blame but their weakness, having completed its harsh training, returns to its birthplace to protect iguaraco.

However, it only watches over them from a distance. The power of this Soul-beast's uppercut is enough to send foes flying, so simply raising its arms can generate enough force to change its surroundings. According to legend,

Igruaco's glittering scales are meant to drive away from the great darkness. The reason it seeks strong opponents is also said to be a quest for power to defeat the darkness.

Its scales function as both offensive weapons and defensive shields.

It is known to be able to break any kind barrier with its strong punch, and its strong body can withstand any close combat enemies, by being more capable of grappling and evading anyone it catches by its hand!