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In the skies above the Arena of Planet Sakaar—
Kyle, in his Double Star Form, blazed like a self-igniting meteor, he looked like a dazzling star ascending. His silver hair danced in the wind as he charged alone toward the fleet of warships that represented the might of Planet Sakaar's civilization.
"This guy's insane. He's pierced the sky!" Exclaimed Valkyrie, who had landed her fighter jet outside the arena. She stared in stunned silence at the blinding figure charging forward without hesitation.
Even she, a veteran of countless battles across the realms, had never witnessed such a spectacle – a lone warrior battling an entire civilization.
If such a feat had ever been achieved, it was likely only by the young Odin, who had once swept through the Nine Realms.
The fleeing aliens stopped in their tracks, lifting their gazes toward this unparalleled display. The scene before them would be forever etched into their memories.
If Kyle, the Tyrant, were to fall here, it would solidify the Grandmaster's absolute authority. But if he were to win?
Then, after this battle, his name would resound across the Nine Realms of the cosmos! Under the starlit sky, none would fail to know his name.
High above the night sky, Kyle soared ever higher, leaving the duel arena far below. He ascended thousands of meters into the atmosphere, where the fleet of warships buzzed like a swarm of hornets. The black, humming mass of Iron Man-like ships was a thundercloud, covering half the city of Planet Sakaar.
Suddenly, a dozen warships synchronized their projection beams, casting an enlarged holographic image of the Grandmaster. The colossal projection, a thousand times larger than life, loomed before Kyle. The projection's head was the size of a warship, its eyes burning with boundless rage as it gazed down at Kyle.
"You've returned, Tyrant, but don't even think about leaving!" the Grandmaster growled coldly.
"Grandmaster," Kyle replied calmly, "have you ever known fear? Have you ever bled?"
He surveyed the warships dominating the skies around him and stated with eerie composure, "Once I've destroyed every ounce of your strength and shattered all your methods, I'll make you kneel and lower that so-called noble head of yours before me."
"Kill him at any cost!" The Grandmaster's projection roared.
Before the fleet could act, Kyle made his move. Raising a hand, he unleashed a radiant laser beam imbued with the power of space and fire. It pierced the Grandmaster's projection's forehead and struck the hull of a massive mothership.
BOOM!!!
The beam obliterated the warship's reinforced deck and penetrated its energy core. In an instant, the colossal ship exploded like a fragile bubble. A wave of heat engulfed the surrounding area, forcing nearby ships to swerve frantically.
The wreckage of the mothership, now a blazing fireball, plummeted toward the duel arena below, scattering fragments like meteorites.
Inside the Arena—
The remaining spectators scrambled for the exits in panic. On a floating platform, the Grandmaster's face darkened as he retreated towards the backstage, guarded by his captains.
Only Hulk and Thor remained in the arena.
Hulk, seeing the incoming wreckage, roared with excitement, eager to catch it with his bare hands. Thor, still under the effects of the slave collar, lay on the ground, barely conscious.
As the wreckage hurtled toward the arena, a small insect-like fighter jet flew against the tide of fleeing ships and hovered in the arena.
The rear hatch opened, and Valkyrie leaped onto the ground. She quickly hoisted the semi-conscious Thor onto her shoulder and shouted at Hulk, "Big green guy, come with me!"
Hulk growled but reluctantly leaped onto the ship's deck after casting a regretful glance at the incoming wreckage. The added weight caused the small jet to creak alarmingly.
"Hold on tight!"
Valkyrie placed Thor in the co-pilot seat, pushed the engine to maximum thrust, and crashed through the weakened walls of the arena just as the wreckage struck.
BOOM—
The warship remnants detonated on impact, collapsing the arena into a sea of flames.
But this was only the beginning.
A thousand meters above, Kyle's battle against the warship fleet had fully erupted.
Countless laser beams rained down like a storm, forming a deadly web of light. Explosions roared like thunder, shaking the heavens and earth. The night sky lit up as wreckage after wreckage plummeted like meteor shards, crashing into the planet below.
It was apocalyptic.
Even aliens accustomed to wormholes and galactic disasters quaked in terror, seeking shelter wherever they could.
"What kind of being is that? He's truly torn the heavens asunder. The Grandmaster will surely go mad with rage!" Valkyrie muttered from her fighter jet, hovering a kilometer away.
"After this, the Grandmaster will purge the entire planet. We should escape now," she said, gripping the control stick.
Before she could act, a hand reached out to stop her.
"You're awake?" Valkyrie glanced at Thor, who had regained consciousness.
"You saved me, Valkyrie. Thank you," Thor said with a relieved smile.
"I owed you one. Consider us even," She replied, gesturing towards his hand. "Now let go! We need to leave before the Grandmaster retaliates."
"Leave? There's no need." Thor chuckled, gazing at the fierce battle ahead.
"Are you insane?" Valkyrie snapped. "Do you really think he can take on an entire civilization's fleet and defy the Grandmaster's authority alone?"
"It's not what I think," Thor said with certainty. "It's what I know. He will do it."
"Who is he? Why do you trust him so much?" Valkyrie asked, stunned.
Thor clenched his fists. "His name is Kyle. He's the Guardian of Asgard and Earth's mightiest warrior. Even in my father Odin's final days, he spoke of Kyle as someone who could create miracles and legends. Following him is never the wrong choice."
"Odin said that about him?" Valkyrie gasped.
For Odin, the pinnacle of the Nine Realms, to speak so highly of someone was unprecedented.
"Watch closely," Thor said with a confident grin. "He won't lose."
(End of Chapter)