"NAMOR STORMBORNE WINS!!!!" The commentator yelled on top of his lungs as Aric reverted to his human form.
'It is quite surprising, but far from unexpected.' Damon thought as he adjusted his seat. The fact that Aric had lost to Namor was a given, after all, the current Aric wasn't strong enough defeat the current Namor.
Even though Aric's Zeta ability made him virtually invulnerable, it would only last until his aether was exhausted. Nevertheless, Aric did make the merfolk prince sweat for his win.
"THAT WAS A PHENOMENAL MATCH I TELL YOU! THESE TWO ARE TITANS OF IMMENSE STRENGTH!!" The commentator roared.
Meanwhile, down on the battlefield, Namor appeared before Aric's kneeling and exhausted form with a split of the air.
"You pushed me much father than I thought." Namor grinned. "I must admit, you are strong."
"Clearly not strong enough." Aric shook his head. "If not, you'd be the one on your knees."
