Two thunderous blasts erupted like muffled explosions between Gustavo and Andrew. Their palms had not even touched, yet the force from their strikes collided midair.

The silence that followed was louder than the sound itself.

Andrew slowly withdrew his hands and stood with them clasped behind his back, staring coldly at Gustavo. Meanwhile, Gustavo let out a muffled grunt as a trickle of blood ran down from the corner of his mouth.

"The technique you just used… It was Inferno Strike, wasn'