The Dreadvex Ape raised its fist.
It was much bigger than the fists of the Primate apes, so massive that it looked less like a hand and more like a wrecking ball attached to a mountain of muscle and fur. The shadow of it swallowed Yuuta whole, casting the boy in darkness. The fist hung in the air for a single, terrible moment, suspended, waiting, inevitable, and then it fell.
The punch hit Yuuta's head, angled down toward the ground.
The impact was catastrophic. The sound alone was enough to make elves cover their ears, a thunderous CRACK that echoed through the Colosseum like a mountain splitting in half. The force of the blow drove the boy's small body into the earth, and the ground beneath him did not simply crack. It exploded.
