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Arxus was just about to toss his Cleaver towards a Vessel, before the shockwave hit. The remnants of Enxor's forces were annihilated by the ensuing blast, but Argus was hit as well. The kinetic force caused by the shockwave sent Arxus flying back, ripping the cleaver free from his grip. He collided into the furthest most wall on the perimeter of the arena, and felt his back crack painfully as he was dashed against the rocks. He dropped 13 feet down to the ground, immobile for the time being.

When he looked up, all he could see was an unholy triumvirate of green eyes staring towards him from the darkness. This was Enxor's end, and he knew it. A finale act to bring forth either victory or complete defeat. Using what was left of his muscle strength, Arxus crawled to his feet and pulled out his trusty Gjallarhorn. The end would come, either way.