"They're certainly… *enthusiastic* in their efforts," Kael remarked, feigning boredom but his eyes were wide with a mixture of fascination and disdain. "But, alas, Geto's warriors are simply too skilled. I must ask, how can beezelbub possibly allow his demons to get pushed around like that! When he confidently agree to this duel" He fanned himself dramatically.

  Beezelbub's face was a mask of suppressed rage. His fists were clenched so tight his knuckles were white, and a low growl rumbled from deep within his chest. "Such an utter disgrace!" he snarled, his voice trembling with suppressed anger. "Those worms are making me look bad!"

  Despite the pressure he was under, Alex refused to yield. He gritted his teeth, channeling every bit of his focus. He unleashed his true flames, hoping to catch Ragna off guard, but Ragna merely swatted them aside with a casual flick of his wrist. Frustrated, Alex called upon the earth, creating a massive EARTHSTORM, rocks and debris erupting around them. He launched a ferocious onslaught, unleashing a thousand rapid-fire punches, his body a blur of motion. He pushed his body to the limit, activating his Mana Burst, then drawing back on the energy, and using Mama Absorb to increase his speed and power. But Ragna was an unyielding wall, absorbing each attack and countering with overwhelming force.

  Despite the pain, Alex refused to give up, and he would push himself to the limit to keep fighting. Yet, the backlash from his constant skill usage was taking a heavy toll on him, his movements growing heavier, his breathing shallow and strained.

  "Just give up already, you are just wasting your effort and my time," Ragna said, his boredom apparent even in his voice. "If this is all you demons got, then I guess there is nothing else for me to do here."

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  The arena was in uproar, the tension reaching a fever pitch. Could Alex somehow turn the tide? Or were he, Ru, and Bu destined for a crushing defeat? The demon kings watched, their faces a mixture of amusement, anticipation, and mounting frustration.

  Geto's self-satisfied grin widened as he watched his warriors dismantle Alex's team with seemingly effortless ease. He was already savoring the victory, imagining the look on Beezelbub's face when he claimed Alex and his companions as his own. He leaned back, his confidence bordering on arrogance. "This is what true strength looks like, my dear Beezelbub," he mused, his voice laced with a condescending tone.

  However, the tide was about to turn, and Geto, along with everyone else in the arena, was about to witness something extraordinary. Ru and Bu, battered and bruised, lay on the edge of defeat. Pain shot through their bodies with each breath, but a stubborn spark refused to be extinguished. With grunts of effort and strained limbs, their hands found each other, a desperate connection that seemed to ignite a hidden power. The connection pulsed with a surge of energy, a top-tier synergy skill awakening within them. They called it, "Twin Soul Surge," a technique that amplified their speed, strength, and attack power by synchronizing their movements and energies.

  A collective gasp rippled through the arena as Ru and Bu seemed to move as one, their bodies a blur of motion. They launched themselves at Cali and Cabi, the force of their synchronized attack catching the proud demons completely off guard. A powerful kick from Bu connected squarely with Cali's jaw, sending several of her teeth flying, a spray of violet blood staining the fiery ground. The usually composed Cali was thrown back by the force, her eyes widening in a mixture of shock and fury.

  Meanwhile, Alex, despite his valiant efforts, was being pummeled into the ground by Ragna. Each of Ragna’s strikes connected with bone-jarring force. Ragna kept kicking Alex's head, the kicks landing with sickening thuds against his skull, sending waves of agony through his body. Alex coughed up blood, struggling to maintain his composure and unleash any skill. His vision blurred as he was on the verge of collapse.

  "That's it? You call this a fight?" Ragna sneered, his voice dripping with disdain. "I'm almost bored."